The sky is cloudy then gradually turns black
No stars or mmon in the sky
In the distance you see
A streak of light across the sky
Followed by a booming sound
The air still with humidity
Reminding me when i was little
How my mother used to explain to me
About how the Greeks Gods were fighting
Then God started crying big drops of tears
The winds picked up howling like a child
in pain with each gust
The lights on the tower twinkling in the distance
wanting the comfort of my momma's body heat
I crept in the bed with her
Her soft voice as she reassured me everything
Will be okay answering my questions as
a mother would to her daughter
Sheltering me from this harsh world
As I grew up realize that a storm wasn't
Just the weather but goes on in life
The turmoil, the clash between negative and positive
The good and the bad
QNA
Jul 13, 2011
Jul 13, 2011 at 9:42 AM UTC
The sky is cloudy then gradually turns black
No stars or mmon in the sky
In the distance you see
A streak of light across the sky
Followed by a booming sound
The air still with humidity
Reminding me when i was little
How my mother used to explain to me
About how the Greeks Gods were fighting
Then God started crying big drops of tears
The winds picked up howling like a child
in pain with each gust
The lights on the tower twinkling in the distance
wanting the comfort of my momma's body heat
I crept in the bed with her
Her soft voice as she reassured me everything
Will be okay answering my questions as
a mother would to her daughter
Sheltering me from this harsh world
As I grew up realize that a storm wasn't
Just the weather but goes on in life
The turmoil, the clash between negative and positive
The good and the bad
QNA