Through the storm
When the storm hits me
I’m blinded and paralyzed I can’t see,
Clearly cause my mind is like a
Twister,
Constantly turning , it’s like a drifter,
The storm may knock me down,
Turn my day all around ,
But
After the storm and struggles my
Mind eases,
And my hunch relaxes and releases,
After the storm I’m like the sun in the shadows ,
Chirping like a beautiful sparrow,
Through the painful journey of the storm,
I’ll come out of it safe and warm.
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