• ritulove 23w

    But you always loved the storm
    How it marred all the things around it
    Yoy loved the pain against all the norms
    How it made you feel when it hit

    You can make any uncertainty a certainty
    When you did work for it
    Basically you didn't want it anymore
    Just a muse to proselytize the heart

    I write no good either ; it's just a random musing
    To let it reveal; for it to be healed
    Giving it all I had; no loner or sad thing
    It's just a me thing to put it all in this bin !