In the mind there is storm raining worry.
Worry for each day and worry for every little.
It seems the thunder is never quieted in this mind.
Nor does the rain quit pouring down onto the membrane.
Day by day a new worry is added to the cerebrum and it seems to never be erased only added too.
The pressure keeps growing each day turning the storm into a hurricane.
No matter how hard this little brain tries to push away these intrusive thoughts that add to the long list of worries, it seems they stay.
Day by day the clouds keep building and the rain keeps flooding when all the brain wants is a break.
It seems the only time out the brain will see is in sleep.
If only the little brain could see worries fade within time and prove they were mostly a waste of time.
That no one can change what's to come.
So why let the storm rage on little brain?
Why let it rage?
When you could fight to win this quest.
But it seems it's still storming,
but a rainbow always comes in the mist after a dark storm, with the sun.
Even then Sadly the worries have all yet to come but brain you could hum to cover their tone.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Trio Of Words
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