I am awake. Staring off into space, I know this is going to be a gloomy day.
The scent of rain filled the room. The peaceful sound of it falling onto my roof is soothing
The rain has made time go away and reality come into our fantasies. I am reaching for hope
The light rain turns into a storm, wanting to destroy everything in sight. But it can't, it will destroy the flowers.
My thoughts intertwined with my fears. I can't even believe what my present is. This storm has dragged me down with it.
I am doomed to be a soul, a thought, and a storm
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PoetryHere's a collection Of my reckless poems Please enjoy These words I write As I tell you a story Of my life
