Melancholy
- Pamela Dizon
- Aug 16, 2016
- 1 min read
A lightning strikes,
As it flashes directly in my eyes.
A lightning strikes,
As if giving direction in my darkest life.
I hear a whirlwind sound,
As if the sky is full of anger at me.
I hear a whirlwind sound,
As if I’ve caused a thousand tears.
I hate it when the lightning strikes,
Cuz it burdens my pounding heart.
I hate it when the lightning strikes,
Cuz it bluster directly towards me.
But somehow after a lightning strikes,
It gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling.
And I know after a lightning strikes,
Everything will be back in its normal being.
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