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When it rain it pours

When it rain it pours

A Poem by Fallen king

There’s a lack of sunlight only gray in the sky
As the light mist of fall turn to hurricanes of summer
The trees continue swaying
And the streets keep on flooding
But for some reason I still want to drive in this weather
I’m swerving
My car hydroplanes as I try to slam the breaks
Another close call as I avoid the car in front of me
I let out a sigh of relief, though my mind is heavy
That other part of me wishes for collision just to see what at the other side of the rainbow
It’s too much to bare
As the streets keep on flooding
While everyone else grabs shelter
All I do is hit the gas and pray for the best
Or maybe the worst
The radio gets louder so I can drown out the noise
But the voices keep on screaming till the only thing I hear is a bang
Then the sound of crumpled metal
The strong smell of copper fills my nostrils with delight
My mouth it taste like pennies and my visions going red
The radio starts playing but the tune is so mundane
The world starts turning faster, as I’m greeted by the night
And I’m filled with disappointment ‘cause I didn’t see the light

© 2019 Fallen king


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Added on September 27, 2019
Last Updated on September 27, 2019
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A Poem by Fallen king