The storm.

January 31, 2012

slowly creeping

in the horizon

building up and up and up

then suddenly appearing

in the middle of it all

whirling, twirling

gushing, gusting

gasping, grasping

falling, failing

wishing it to go away

it stays and lingers




seemingly starting to slip away

but then it's back

stronger, longer

darker, deeper

painful, pitiful

just when you thought it was over

staying, weighing

holding, molding

you into a person you don't want to be

but all of a sudden

through words, thoughts

pleas, weakness

the storm passes

and you are free

peaceful, grateful

lighter, brighter

hopeful, wishful

that it won't come back again.

please don't come back again.

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