Lightening stopped striking,
And clouds started to fade.
This wasn't much to my liking,
I liked being under the grey shade.
The skies have been blue for so long
Gets very lonely being all alone
Been several years of pretending to be strong
On the edge of a cliff as I throw stones
It's been quite some time – a couple of days
To think I hoped you care – you don't at all
Everyone is selfish - they all leave. No one stays.
So deep into a hole of self-misery, I fall.
Lightening stopped striking,
And clouds started to fade.
This was much to my liking,
Six feet under, surrounded by trees so jade.
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all that i could never say
Poetrypoems. poems are my day 1. poems have this amazing ability to calm me down. whenever i'm sad or anxious or happy or excited, i let myself flow with the ink of the pen. this is a collection of all the poems that i wrote in some of my darkest days, an...
