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Tap. Tap. Distant sound from above Kept silent within a fragile soul Tap. Tap. Drowned out through fear and love A wind beyond a persons control Tap. Tap. The baying of the storm Branches frolicking on every gust Tap. Tap. Long shadows start to form Fickle weather displays it’s disgust Tap. Tap. When will it cease? How does the window not shatter every time? Tap. Tap Darkness within, fearing a release As the peace is shattered in my mind Tap. Tap. Glass explodes within its rage The storm whistles through empty eyes Tap. Tap. Anger escapes its fiery cage Smashing all that it touches with its cries Tap. Tap. The storm is let loose The fire, the fury, the furore Tap. Tap Through insatiable abuse Frustration angrily reaches its glory Tap. Tap. There’s nowhere to turn. No escape from the pain it spreads Tap. Tap. As the world starts to burn All placations are torn to shreds Tap. Tap. The clouds roll past and the winds subside As tranquility restores the mind Tap. Tap. Regrets form like tears and fall like pride Promising no more, promising nothing. No next time. Tap. Tap.
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Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 4:33 PM UTC
Tap. Tap.
Tap. Tap. Distant sound from above Kept silent within a fragile soul Tap. Tap. Drowned out through fear and love A wind beyond a persons control Tap. Tap. The baying of the storm Branches frolicking on every gust Tap. Tap. Long shadows start to form Fickle weather displays it’s disgust Tap. Tap. When will it cease? How does the window not shatter every time? Tap. Tap Darkness within, fearing a release As the peace is shattered in my mind Tap. Tap. Glass explodes within its rage The storm whistles through empty eyes Tap. Tap. Anger escapes its fiery cage Smashing all that it touches with its cries Tap. Tap. The storm is let loose The fire, the fury, the furore Tap. Tap Through insatiable abuse Frustration angrily reaches its glory Tap. Tap. There’s nowhere to turn. No escape from the pain it spreads Tap. Tap. As the world starts to burn All placations are torn to shreds Tap. Tap. The clouds roll past and the winds subside As tranquility restores the mind Tap. Tap. Regrets form like tears and fall like pride Promising no more, promising nothing. No next time. Tap. Tap.
#anger#frustration#irritation#abuse
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gary-cuming
Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 4:33 PM UTC
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