rain dropping in the watery blue
the silent storm makes me think of you
clouds sleeping, heaven lays here
let's listen to the thunder
and pretend to disappear
the moon asks me my legacy
cigarettes and jealousy
wine bottles and Hennessy
clawing my way through
what's left of me
but the sun rises
and the rain is dropping in the watery blue
i cry through the window and think
how the silent storm reminds me of you
YOU ARE READING
kiss kiss, goodbye.
Poesía#1 PEAK IN THE METAPHORS CHART. i said kiss kiss, goodbye to the world i once lived in. i was a martyr for my dreams. i fell asleep to the beauty of my screams. poetry album seven. built on the feelings of mental health, dealing with coming into ad...
