The StormAs the clouds form in my eyesbuilding tears waiting to be criedI think of your extended hand,lifting me off the groundthen the thunder roars, the lightening cracks, and your lost in the flash.I stagger aimlessly onward,searching for your pale face in the grey cloud,longing to see your sparkling eyes in the murky puddles.The wind sweeps past, lightening blinks white light once morea chill is in the air, the sunsets behind the dark clouded veil covering the sky.The moon and the stars are lost in the endless grey, I slip and fall,waiting to see your extended hand, then,as the clouds re-form in my eyes, building tears, ready to be cried,thunder roars, lightening cracks, and the rain continues to fall,I roar a silent roar, my mind cracks and I continue to fall....
RunningSpinning like a topteetering on the edgefate decides when to stopslowing to a haltsliced in two, barely alivetrying to find my headsending chills through my spinefreezing until stiff, only to meltwhen green spring rises from white winterI am a river, I run all day, I run all nightuntil the ocean comes into sightI will run alongside the fish, rocks, and the treesI must wait until the daythat I become one with the wholethe day I reach the sea,that is to forget all I knowthe day i become free.
no but seriously...its a cool name...
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