Why must tornadoes form to be heard
Demolition is the method, a source of illustration
Sure, it may rain, but will the flowers bloom?
Will the sun be more appreciated
or taken for granted as usual?
Why must debris fly overhead
as the result of a natural disaster?
If my soul rains upon you, will you hear me?
Or must I always result to catastrophe
for you to feel my rage
That form of aggression stems from sadness
never rage as though it may seem all hope ceases to exist
In other words, why must I cause mayhem
before you see I’m hurting through my pains rain
My happiness reigns supreme, still the realness
is washed before the rainbow collaborates with the sun
And even if the sun chooses to shine once more, will it ever hurt again as before?
I guess that’s why tornadoes cry as a result
of turbulent times
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
Why must tornadoes form to be heard
Demolition is the method, a source of illustration
Sure, it may rain, but will the flowers bloom?
Will the sun be more appreciated
or taken for granted as usual?
Why must debris fly overhead
as the result of a natural disaster?
If my soul rains upon you, will you hear me?
Or must I always result to catastrophe
for you to feel my rage
That form of aggression stems from sadness
never rage as though it may seem all hope ceases to exist
In other words, why must I cause mayhem
before you see I’m hurting through my pains rain
My happiness reigns supreme, still the realness
is washed before the rainbow collaborates with the sun
And even if the sun chooses to shine once more, will it ever hurt again as before?
I guess that’s why tornadoes cry as a result
of turbulent times
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