I will shower you in everything I have,

My hands, my lips, my chest.

My eyes would pop from their sockets

And roll to you, if you so wished.

And if my body isn’t enough for you,

Then certainly I can change.

I can break what you hate

And build something you could love.

But when bones aren’t enough,

You have my actions, my will.

When the world has been set ablaze,

Know that I did it for your heart.

...

If wishes fell like rain,

Then certainly I am a storm.

I crash and break and give and take,

And find a way to transform

Into the person I want to be,

Not the one drowning concurrently

With the flashes of pain

And the rumbles of strength

I am one with the storm and the rain....

If wishes fell like rain, then I certainly am a storm, for I grant every wish that is asked of me, and lose myself in the process.

I scrape at the parts of my soul that are left (and they feast) I polish my bones (they're on their walls now) I pull out my very being from my body and grant it to them.

And yet.. They still aren't satisfied.

But still I can not stop granting wishes and still I giv...

if

wishes

fell

like

rain

then

Certainly I am a storm

if certainty stretched out like a desert

then Sadly

I am

an ice

c u b e

if sadness cuts the heart

like a f e

k n i

then Doubtless i am a scimitar

if doubt is like an anchor

...

If wishes are like rain

Then currently, I’m a storm

Too many things to even count

And I won’t bore you with the details

But simply, they all boil down into this

A good life for everyone on this our earth

That may not always mean without darkness

For without it, even the brightest light seems dim

But for them to be satisfied and content in the end...

If wishes fell like rain, clearly I am a storm.

I wish for peace.

I wish for love so unconditional I am comfortable in my own failures.

I wish for all to be well and right.

I have wished to God so many times for so many things,

he must see me as a storm of wants and desires....

If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.

A storm filled with droplets that form fantasies with lightning that holds different destines and thunder that sounds like symphonies that could break a single heartbeat.

The kind of storm, with even an umbrella will soak you from your head to your feet, overflow seas, and feed the driest of trees.

The kind of storm we’re after you see a...

if wishes fell like rain

then i am certainly a storm

for the way you speak

senteniously

i don’t often need to ask for a word’s definition

you tell me you adore my brain

the way my words flow like water

“so smart, so well spoken” you tell me

i wish i’d received this

this form of love

i wish it had come sooner

i wish i hadn’t spent years

needing to elucidate

what i was attempting to con...

School work overloads,

Papers foreshadow 64%

I have wrote essays that cramped my fingers, molding and shaping it ,

Including me

I have worked

Harder than a bee hive

in the winter

I still find flowers-

joy in the storm in between

Even when the

my promises crumble,

I tremble with fear

I pray for

an 100% beyond what

failure calls me

I Cast my cares to Jesus

Who can shake me

And Who can prom...

If wishes fell like rain, then I am certainly a storm

Let the green grove flourish with abundant life

Young buds bloom at the morning sun

The waters wavers as the petals are spun

I dance along the unseen path, alone I give a joyful laugh

My dress sways with graceful motion

A pleasant breeze greets serenely

Dewdropped cobwebs glimmer dreamily...