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May 2019
The thunder shouts,
As the lightening cries
When rain falls like tears,
Kept too long inside,
The winds will blow,
And twist your hair,
Wrap up your mind,
In feelings you wish weren't there,
You'll shut your windows,
Lock your doors,
You try to stay dry,
From your own storm,
You spin the clouds,
Each time you deny,
That the things you are hiding,
Makes you far from "fine"
Power cracks in your lungs,
You're starting to heave,
You've held back a dam,
Locked up each time you grieve,
But ignoring the cracks,
Won't make them disappear,
You think you've pushed off the floods,
But Honey they're here,
You're drowning in sorrows,
You've hidden from the world,
Tears fall from your eyes,
As your vision will swirl,
Bottle after bottle,
It's all fallen away,
You're afraid of who's running,
And who dares to stay,
Who will fight your storm,
When you cannot swim?
It's time to reach out,
This won't hide at your whim,
There's a hand if you see it,
A place on dry land,
Do not let your fight,
Lose what will still stand,
There's stars in your eyes,
Don't hide them with clouds,
And no matter how heavy the storm,
I will be just as loud,
I have fought many storms,
Many floods in my wake,
As smooth seas,
Does not a good sailor make,
The sun will rise soon,
Just know you're not alone,
Take steps at your own pace,
And I will help you home...
Written by
Courtney Micaela Schipper  Pretoria
(Pretoria)   
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