There are clouds in my heads
drifting in and out.
They clog up my mind until
the rain pours down
and it pours.
Sometimes
it rains so much
that my eyes fog up,
covering up the galaxies in my gaze.
The galaxies
that burst into nebulas
that die into black holes
that explode with birth to life.
I hope my clouds
stop obscuring my eyes from view.
Clearing the fog is harder
than it seems.
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Let Me Show You The Night
PoetryLet me show you the way the night shines in your eyes. Highest rankings- #34 as of 7/27/17 #39 as of 7/17/17 #54 as of 7/10/17 #56 as of 7/7/17 #63 as of 7/6/17 #67 as of 7/1/17 #89 as of 6/30/17 #98 as of 6/29/17 <<cover by @2bulletsandadream...
