Rain is pouring
Wind is blowing
Trees are swaying
Thunder is rolling
Lightning is flashing
Waves are crashing
You admire the weather;
You aren't afraid
What will you do
When it eventually fade?
You also like the sound
Of thunders
You aren't terrified
Even when others are
You admire destruction;
Rage; power; and the roars
That keep on screaming
Around you
If I let you see
the storm in my eyes
and chaos in my heart
Do you still plan
To admire me?
I am nothing
But a destruction
That keeps on
screaming inside;
hurting feelings of others;
breaking them
into smaller pieces.
I am nothing
but rage
that goes on
rampage;
Uncontrollable and
Pitiful
I am nothing
But power
That is feared;
I was left
Alone
I can be compared
To a sea
Perfectly calm
And beautiful
But
When things
Are getting worse
Than before
Waves would roar;
It would crash against
The seashore;
It would hurt
A lot of people;
They would be afraid
If I let you show
This side of me
Do you still plan
To admire me?
YOU ARE READING
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RandomHave you ever felt the urge to write something but your thoughts are so messed up like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle and you couldn't see the point clearly? Yeah, I've always felt that. But, I'm gonna write anyway. This book is my escape. I'll escape...
