Dark,
black clouds,
in my head.
Raindrops ready,
to fall,
down my cheeks.
I hold back,
the storm,
inside.
YOU ARE READING
When I lay here, at 3:54am
Poetry"I love to be awake at night, When no one else's awake, And it's quiet and there's peace. And I don't HAVE to, But I can, And I feel so free. It's beautiful at night, At night is where I want to be." ------
Storm
Dark,
black clouds,
in my head.
Raindrops ready,
to fall,
down my cheeks.
I hold back,
the storm,
inside.
