The Weather
The thunder crashes against the night wind
The rain pours into the night sky
The wind get stranger by the minute
I look inside myself and it's my emotions
My rage is the thunder that crashes against the wind
My tears is the rain that pours down my cheeks
The wind is all the negitiavity around me that is making me sway
All I can think of is when will the sun shine again?
Copyright © April Walter Skyy | Year Posted 2012
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