I welcome the cool shiver,
Going to the bottom of my spine.
The falling rain echoes softly.
Pattering on the roof, oh, so divine.
Darkness surrounds me.
Pitch black as I close my eyes.
The brewing storm makes me feel
Like nothing will be left when I'll rise.
Lighting stopped striking,
The clouds started fading.
Silence. Beautiful and sinister,
Eerie and unknowing.
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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...
