Storm

As the black clouds hover above me
And the thunder roars so loudly
I am here standing outside
Bring on the storm

As the rain falls from the sky
And the wind shifts from side to side
Here I stand in this rain
Watching it fall on me

The rain turns in to bits of ice
Hitting hard onto the ground as it breaks
But nothing can break me down
Oh no, I hold my ground

And when the rain starts to pour
I scream “Don’t stop, give me more”
With hands wide open I yell “give me what you got”
Go ahead hail give me your best shot.

As the lighting strikes so bright
Shinning down on me giving me a spot light
My head is still held high
As I look at the rain falling from the sky

As the rain drenches me
I wash away all the problems
As I stand in a puddle of rain
 Drowning this pain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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October 28, 2018 at 6:20 PM
Hello Vanessa, Scott, Ah...the rain. For me it is my tears drops. Of all the pain i feel. Rain drops are my tears. I enjoy listening to the rainfall with the wind blowing, so relaxing for me. have a nce evening my friend.
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