Into The Closet

Solis

In my dark cold heart,

The wind blew harshly

That the trees bent tremendously,

Tainted with the drops of sorrow.

For days I can no longer count,

I waited for chaos to calm.

But the time continued to tick,

With my heart still in calamity.

From that uncertainty, you rose so bright!

Your oriental face shimmered with a smile.

The bitter grey skies ran out of sight.

At last, the trees stood with might.

With you up above my atmosphere,

The drum was heard once again.

The loud beat reverberating.

For once, a stormy heart no more.