The Storm

Little flashes of lightning,

They come and go.

Like memories of a forgotten past,

Surface wounds that did not last.

With every roar of thunder,

I feel it get closer.

The darkness creeps in

When the lights flicker out.

Through the pouring rain,

And shuddering pain.

All that’s left is a heart that’s torn.

As the storm within my soul is reborn.

© Abirami

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