Storms

Storms rage through, they last so long.

Counting the time, until they’re gone.

The calm, the peace, the certainty,

Is all too far away from me.

Spinning are thoughts inside of my head,

the weight of all that’s left unsaid,

lies heavy on my spirit, and I’ll still try

to weather the storm, and look at the sky.

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