Let the storm kiss you,
May it bring you pain, misery and regret,
As you watch the storm take your brothers life,
Knowing you can't do anything, thinking it's your fault,
This storm you cannot escape, you're trapped beneath the bed,
Walls caving in, fires bursting, people screaming,
Let my God's mercy rain down on you for my God is strong,
May yourself fail, not, once, not twice, but three,
Let your last words make memory, when you fall through the cracks,
I understand, you don't wanna let go, you wanted to save your brother,
It was never your fault, damn, it was not your fault!
STOP crying!
You're an adult, full grown, you're 30 dammit!
Crawl back to my side, to my bed,
Let yourself go, and sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Little Infinities
PoetryA collaboration of my poems that involve one girl, one day, and three lives.
