And then.
My mind is still.
Though it does not calm the storm within my chest.
The thunder quakes my limbs
and rain freezes my lungs.
The stillness hides
the chaos inside me.
YOU ARE READING
Gallimaufry
RandomRandom writings. Poems, short stories from story prompts, artistic deconstruction of thoughts from the day. Not all content is mature. But some of the writing prompts to contain violence.
