The Darkest Cloud 4(Last Part)
The path that’s leading down to rock bottom seem so close,
He crawled into bed and said “I won’t wake until I’m dead”.
The cloud just won’t go away; this boy put up a fight every day.
How much must the boy pay to get this cloud out of his way?
After days of lying in bed, the girl must have gotten through to his head,
He finally realized how to make himself right:
You cannot fight the dark without enough light.
He decides he’s going to find that negative Nelly of a cloud,
Give him a warm hug and ask him, “bros?”.
The boy looked up once more but the cloud was not above him.
He was free. He was happy.
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