I wonder
During my first thunderstorm of the decade
Would I be able to handle it?
The white flashes outside
The crackling, the rumbling,
I'd have a panic attack
It may be snowing,
But nothing is serene
It's cold, dark, and the sky is red
I wish I could see the stars
Something other than the clouds that block them
But what could I do to make it blue again?
I wish I could have one day
Just one good one
That I don't fuck up at the end
That's all I've wished
That's all I've prayed
Last year, 2 months ago, today
I know this one doesn't flow well
Sorry, hope that's not a crime
If anything, i know, this poem is more of a vent than a rhyme
I hope you can forgive me
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