THE STORM

He stands up. Speaks of heartfelt trust. Pain of loss remains. Cast away the thoughts. Less and less I care, about the storm inside. I long for everyday to pass. More and more it hurts, with every day that ends. I long though everything’s the same. She helps me to flee reality. Hours of memories turn to distant dreams. Less and less I care, about the storm inside. I long for everyday to pass. More and more it hurts, with every day that ends. I long though everything’s the same.