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Showers

The rain, the storms, the showers...
They last for hours and hours

I lay in the dark
In fear of my thoughts
You see it's from them that I cower

The rain, the storm, the showers...
This feeling begins to taste sour

I taste the salt of my tears
Spiral deeper in fears
It's seems I am lost & forgotten

The rain, the storms, the showers...
They get heavy & violent with hours

The wind beats at my windows
The thunder crescendos
While I'm laying there like a dead flower

The life's sucked of out me
I no longer feel glee

I feel stuck to this bed
Whilst dark thoughts fill my head

I feel sick in the brain
Like I'm going insane

But the showers they calm me today...

PoeticHeart33β„’

PoeticHeart33

@PoeticHeart33

#Poet #Musician #SongWriter I write from the heart. My thoughts do not only consume my mind, but my entire being. So why not take the time to write down what cannot be spoken for fear of causing quarrels and agonizing pain. I would much rather let the words flow from my heart without a second thought as to what someone may think.

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@RichWithey Thanks 😊

@RichWithey Thanks for the repost also 😊

@BVHarding @sjw Thanks for the repost as well 😊

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