The Perfect Storm
She tried to drown out the noise
of all their mocking laughter.
Booming thunder shook the world
and lightening came quickly after.
She watched the storm above her head
with sadness in her eyes.
The pain had come again like rain
falling from the skies.
Dark gray clouds formed overhead
with no sunlight to come through.
The glowing rays were scattered away
and never got to you.
But no one came to rescue her,
there was nothing left but rain.
Even though the storm subsided;
she drowned in all her pain.
Copyright © Alex Calatayud | Year Posted 2014
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