in the unrestrained tornado i heard the scream of a little girl she screeched and screeched and got louder with every breath she took i heaved deeply so deep i felt my ribs crack a bit but it didn’t impair me because i was too locked in to her helpless and terrified yet determined screaming so locked in that i didn’t take a moment to breathe
and that’s when the winds died down the roaring halted stopped the shouting of the young girl was all gone the uncomfortableness that i felt, dissipated into the shadow of the night no damage had been done everything is all good now i didn’t know natural disasters could be created inside the mind of a poser
oh my gosh, something so embarrassing happened yesterday. i don’t even want to go in full detail about the story, but let’s just say i thought about it all day yesterday. anyway, i wrote this about that situation and used metaphors so i wouldn’t have to name direct details etc. you better like this poem for my embarrassment. thx. i’m gonna cry now