Human WeaknessA Poem by Heather Rodwell
The rain wells up inside me
And drowns my tears In a confused chaos. Stuck on an island In the midst of my storm - Electrical flashes Power my soul. The thunderous booming Is the sound of my heart Tossing and turning And impatiently waiting For you to come and hold me And promise never to stray. We can sit on my island And watch as the rain dissipates. You're the bringer of sunshine And giver of joy.
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1 Review Added on November 27, 2014 Last Updated on November 27, 2014 AuthorHeather RodwellCape Town, South AfricaAboutAs a normal human being would, I'd do things, see people and go places. Yet I see everything in a different light. I watched my grandfather die, and instead of crying, I was inspired. I have a morbid .. more..Writing
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