There is a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard these words falling like rain.
The way they've fallen past the lips I've kissed too many times.
There's a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard these insults, striking like hail.
The way that those eyes turned cold when I look at them.
There's a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard such curses, striking like thunder.
The way that those hands that I once held curled into to fists, like burning ash.
There's a storm coming.
Wanting shhh...
Silence....
Just be...
Quiet
Shhhh....
Silence
Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 10:35 PM UTC
There is a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard these words falling like rain.
The way they've fallen past the lips I've kissed too many times.
There's a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard these insults, striking like hail.
The way that those eyes turned cold when I look at them.
There's a storm coming.
Never have I ever heard such curses, striking like thunder.
The way that those hands that I once held curled into to fists, like burning ash.
There's a storm coming.
Wanting shhh...
Silence....
Just be...
Quiet
Shhhh....
Silence
