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The Sky Clears After the Rain

May 26, 2016
By wzhai BRONZE, None, Other
wzhai BRONZE, None, Other
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Rain is pouring

D            D
o     D     o     D
w     o     w     o
n     w     n     w
       n             n
          
Pouring

 

A strike of light
           Flashes
         Across the
                  Sky
                   .

           K
         A
       B O O
             M
             !

Rain

 

Just pouring
And pouring

 

I sit on my bed,
Folding my knees
And hugging my legs as
I look out the window,

 

Misery
Sadness
Despair
Fear

 

Trickles through my body
And into my heart.

 

Misery
Sadness
Despair
Fear

 

I am crushed
Under the burden
Of those words.

 

I am the broken shards
That will not
ever
be fixed.

 

I only hold the half of my heart,
I locked myself in,
Not letting anyone touch me.

 

I wonder,
How to overcome the different challenges
In life.

 

Some people
                         e,
                       v          
                     i
                  v
                r
             u
Will     S
And succeed
Standing strong and solid on the ground .

 

While,

 

Some people
Will
        D
           r
             o
               w
                 n,
And die
Swallowed by those challenges.

 

And I am one of them,
From the second group of people.

 

Misery
Sadness
Despair
Fear

 

Is what stopped me
from standing out
To face my challenges.

 

I feel miserable
         sad
         hopeless
         fear

 

Looking out at the window,
The rain is still pouring,
My tears
      rolled
      down my cheek.

There is no
hope…

 

But

If at first you don't succeed,
try, try again.

 

Out in the world somewhere,
There is another group of people

 

They fall,
And bruise themselves
But they climb back up.
Sweeping away their blues
And bruise.

 

They say,

Misery
Sadness
Despair
Fear

Will not stop me.

 

What will stop me,
Is myself,
Once you overcome yourself,
You can do anything.

 

Maybe they are right,
Maybe I should try.

 

Looking outside,
Eventually,
The rain got tired
of pouring down
its own tears.

 

The sky was repainted
With a hint of blue

 

The sun peaked through the clouds.

 

And here I come.



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