I silence myself
With roaring skies
And thundering rain
I take a moment
to realise how similar we are
how the clouds can only hold so much
before all hell breaks loose
and how as they're weeping
they refuse to let the light break through
clouds are kind of like me
and many others out there
it represents my lifestyle
how happiness and joy only last
moments
before the guilt and pain
start flooding back in
it's a continuous cycle
darkness, tears and pain...
all on repeat
- aj
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tainted souls ✎ poetry
Poetrydedicated to the good, the broken and the undeserving a book of my poetry trigger warnings will be placed in chapters if needed - aj
