came to visit me again last night seeping in when i was half asleep embracing me from the inside keeping me awake in his presence he's not a friend nor a foe we solely co-exist then i should probably get accustomed to his presence regardless how queasy and uneasy he makes me feel how he makes i small probably he cares about me i just need to stop him ******* Stop.
sea is flat calm silver her tide is in maybe on the turn sky is bright white with sunlight vying fighting the mist When she wins heat will wither- evaporate the wet and all things will be summer- colour changed
Listen to the wind screaming And the air howling The thunder rolling Lightening illuminating the black skies You will hear the storm And remember me; Think She wanted storms