Sometimes,
Skies turn a beautiful shade of gray.
Raindrops leak from above,
sometimes thunder,
Resembling;
Anger,
Rage.
Very soon,
the skies become a gorgeous blue.
The sun isn't hidden anymore,
the white clouds gleam,
Resembling;
Happiness,
Joy.
You are the skies.
We all have dark days,
& we are all capable of turning into our
Wonderful shades of blue. ❤︎
YOU ARE READING
♡ 100 reasons ♡ // Random
Random100 reasons to hold on ❤︎ // Still a work in progress :)
