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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 1) MENTAL STORMS I am not a poet I have never claim to be I only write down my feelings Because it helps me mentally It was kept a secret for years never for others to see A personal world Where I keep my memory's Focusing so hard It's like I'm eating them on TV dealing with the loss of a love one Can come in all shapes and all forms I just personally found writing to be The way That helps tackle my personal mental storms You see when the storm peaks full force it's has no remorse It transfers lightning bolts of pain shattering strain electrifying the vains as it travels besides the bloods course Then the pain inflames the brain as it test the human frame to see if you can regain the inner strength to remain strong enough to maintain as you cope with the constant strain of handling one of life's cruelest games So I don't care if my English is not the correct grammar That really isn't my concern The fact is I'm actually thick as when it comes to understanding all the proper punctuational terms I don't write down my feeling for anyone to grade I don't write them down for attention or praise I don't care for the spelling mistakes or the ink stained tears that phase the page Cause when I'm writing half the time my hand barley keeps up pace Often the tears flow blocking my vision as I scribble down words like an emotional race But like any storm They always pass through Some are worse then others But eventually the sky returns blue As the sun comes out from behind its covers So as the wind howls hard the rain beaut down It's a case of if you want to survive the mental storm Or admit defeat and drown in your frown William light
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