The storm is never over as much as I try to cover - cover myself from the storm fighting the thunder, as the lighting roars in the darkness.
My heart is racing trying to get away from the storm
The clouds covering the sun and the moon is nowhere to be found.
Light only comes when the lighting strikes.
Time passes through slowly as the edges of life approaches,
missing the point of the pointless emotion.
Thunder roars as the storm continues it's commotion- with destroying what's in its path trying to get it to stop destructing.
As life's reflection is looking at you telling you it's going to be ok.
You find yourself drifting away more and more each day
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