"I hear the thunder outside.
It's furious,
and I'm simply not surprised.
I might have be a little comprised at some point.
Until the lightning strikes at midnight.
Then that's when I truly feel it.
In my veins.
It fuses my heart,
and the fire keeps burning.Thunder and lightning,
naturally intertwined.
They start to cry as a release.
Tears from the sky.
I believe it's finally clear.
That I was just a burden from the start.It pours
and pours.I'm finally flooded in the earth below.
My vision deceived me as I lost my sight of the storm.
It's here.
I'm not ready for this.
I should have known when I was thrown out."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...