#WritcoPoemPrompt124
Outside, the wind is like a restless spirit,
howling through the trees,
shaking everything in its path.
It mirrors the turmoil inside me,
a storm of emotions swirling endlessly.
The rain joins in, a steady drumbeat,
pounding against the windowpanes,
washing away the dust of the day,
just like tears cleanse the soul.
I watch as leaves are torn from...