I used to think that that huge storms were terrifying
To hear outside my house.
Now I realize I was lying,
Because those storms keep everything quiet as a mouse.
Watching the lightning and listening to the huge roars,
The ones that came at night,
Made me love and adore,
The night skies beautiful lights.
They made me look up to see the stars,
The hidden beauty above the world.
Made me look at even the worlds' scars,
I looked up and saw wonderful and colorful swirls
Of light and darkness together.
Of dead silence and loud bangs.
It let me know that the world can be as light as a feather,
Or as tough as sharpens fangs.
Those beautiful storms let me see the true beauty around us,
As well as the beauty within our world.
Those amazing thunderstorms helped me see our universes' wonderfulness.
And the worlds' most beautiful things.
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Something Immortal
RandomJust a bunch of random poetry i wrote. hopefully it's not too bad. it's just about my life and how i'm feeling. this is a way i like to cope with shit so hope you enjoy my coping mechanism as much as i do.
