Tuesday, August 25, 2015

The Storm

Slice of Life Tuesdays












I hear the thunder 
and it makes my heart race.
I want to taste the rain 
and give the lightning chase.

Let the water soak me to the core
and wash away my pain and rage. 
Let me consume the storm 
and break out of my cage. 

Tears mixing with the rain drops
and thunder covers up my screams. 
When the wind blows this all away
I'll be able to focus on my dreams. 

3 comments:

  1. A sad and lovely poem. I really like the last lines, "When the wind blows this all away
    I'll be able to focus on my dreams."

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  2. I hope writing and watching the storm helped the bad stuff pass! Such an awesome writer Raeily...wow!

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  3. Emotional storms help us navigate. Strong poem!!

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