Storm
Heartbeat, listen to the sound
Of your fallen hitting the ground.
Slower, as your vessel drops
Down to my stomach, lock
My emotions away,
My empathy never to see the light of day.
Heartbeat, hear my cries, going out
To the mercy of the night, but the shout
Inside me is left unsaid.
Quiet smiling, eyes are dead.
Heartbeat, see my pain, hidden
Inside me locked and cut ridden.
Feel my hurt, that no one can see,
Stop the raging, monster inside me.
Heartbeat, watch me fall,
see the pity for the monster who caused it all.
I feel it raging at being trapped in such a husk,
An ugly, unappealing uncomfortable, thing, to be resting at dusk.
Heartbeat, ignore me please.
I am not a women to go down on here knees.
I lie with women, as women lies with man, bin
The bible, I am already condemned to sin.
Heartbeat, it is too right to feel wrong
The pained screams from my head I hear are a song.
They turn quiet, but the silence is forlorn.
The silence isn't quiet, and it foreshadows a storm.
Heartbeat, you are forever absent,
But that will be because my hear has been torn.
I figured out the puzzle though. And I hate it to my grave.
I was the raincloud. I was the storm.
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