STORM
What is storm?
Storm is what we feel inside
When we see not ourselves
But one far from the weakened tides
Storm is what I call my heart
When it won't stop beating out loud
Storm is what I think you feel
But never see rolling out wide
When you choose to make do with the lies
Storm is not the clashing of wave tides
Or wreathing thunderclap
Storm is what they let outside
When the can wouldn't contain their cries
©fortae
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