The Storm

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I ride on the waves

so calmly and free

my life feels great

for only a brief moment

I see a storm

so I sail to shore

I go only far

Until it reaches me.

I cant get away

Not anymore

I try to reach shore

But the storm hits me more.

Rain poor,

and the wave roar,

I stand I my legs,

only to fall once more.

Finally, I've reached the shores.

I turn back, and the storm has followed me.

it won't leave me

it only want to destroy me.

Wherever i go, it will follow

I try to hide,

but it always follow me.

it blows me down,

and and drowns me with the ocean's waves

Then it leaves

just landed keeping that

its left me a live

Only to do it again the next day.

My life PoetryWhere stories live. Discover now