As I sit here in this ocean, watching the endless rain, hearing the load roars of thunder, I feel trapped like nothing I do will ever end this lasting storm. All the waves come crashing over me but I just watch them, helpless. Sometimes I wish I could end this everlasting storm and sink all the way to the bottom of this vast ocean, I wouldn't have to feel fear or pain again. I wouldn't have to deal with the sharks that are always devouring my mind. But I can't. I have a feeling that something full of beauty is going to happen after the storm. You know what they say "there's always Sun after the storm." So I'll wait, and wait, and wait until this endless storm ends.
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Vent Poems
PoetrySo I like creative writing and I decided to make a book with writings/Poems I write
