As the powerless rain pours.
The sky lights up with fear,
As it waits for the storm to clear.
Thoughts run through my head,
As I sit and stare from my bed.
Confusion sets in,
And then I get lost within.
I see myself making this a trend,
For hours and hours on end.
The days go by,
And the quiet thunder goes on.
For reasons I can't explain,
Suddenly the storm is gone.
Yet somehow the fear didn't leave,
And I see things I don't want to believe.
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