Dec 2018
The tears that fall,
Mix with raindrops on my cheeks.
My sobs that echo,
are enveloped in thunder around me
I’m covered by the storm.
Blanketed by the cold rain.
I find it comforting.
Mix with raindrops on my cheeks.
My sobs that echo,
are enveloped in thunder around me
I’m covered by the storm.
Blanketed by the cold rain.
I find it comforting.
I see this in many ways. It’s a metaphor that can be applied to a lot of situations. The storm could be many things.
