Me and my brother
Preparing for this big storm

This friday
To saturday

I can't wait to hear the
Event

These clear skies
Don't last

I just want these times
To pass

I love it when the storm
Arrives and hits

Yet i also love the ending
Clouds flying away
Water drops falling from all the trees

I cannot wait

For the day

When I'm finally left alone

Scars to heal

Breathing much well

No more sleeping pills
Or advil