Restless soul

A storm outside my window, raised a storm inside my heart. A gush of deep emotions awoke old memories that drifted apart…

I let the shower of tears moisten my dry cheeks, and allow my foggy eyes look for the warmth that it seeks…

My shivering fragile body under the comfort of a protective stole…

But who can melt, my frozen quivering soul…

A story of a stormy day is the story of my daily life. A moment of blissful sunshine that’s all that I strive…

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