It feels too far fetch,
And I feel like I'm not good enough,
I'm running and I feel out of breath.
It feels like this storm won't stop.
It feels like diving in to the bottom of the sea,
Where I'm suffocating;
Chasing after a treasure chest that's empty.
It's never ending.
But a breath of hope fills my lungs.
It feels like fresh air.
It feels like my awakening has begun.
In this darkness I will send off my flare.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
