Thunderstorm

Really wanting a thunderstorm lately. Maybe this will help.

 

Thunder rumbling through my walls, through my head, through my heart.

Wind sprays, lightning flashes, raindrop splashes.

Poured hard onto concrete.

The orange glowing streets; darkened by the black of night, silenced by the rush of dawn.

 

A lost soul can be hard to find, empty to search and heavy to bear.

Unburden me.

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