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After The Storm
Using any form of poetry, write about an emotion as if it were a storm.
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Relief or an ending?
Is it over?
Or just beginning?
Can we even say the storm is over?
When the effects haunt us
every second
of every minute
of every day
I’m not saying
That it’s not gone
The worst of it is in the past
But the future doesn’t look brighter
Will any of this last?
We put ourselves together
Just for another storm to hit
And wreck all of our progress
I don’t...
Don’t make me mad. Cross my path and your marked missing. I take your friend and you scream;
TAKE ME INSTEAD!
no. You should have left her for dead.
Oh? You don’t want to see this?
Chain you down, rip your i lids out, now you’ve got no choice but to watch me!
Oh the blood! Oh this is fun!
“You serve my anger” i hiss
I’m sorry it’s not me, it’s a slip of the mind, maybe some crazy and twist...
days and weeks and months flew by
grazing past my ear like a dodgeball in PE
the storm came quick but left just as quickly
the howling winds turned into silence
I didn’t know it would come
but i didn’t expect it to leave
it left a patch of destruction
one that we were left to mend
we paved the roads and fixed the houses
as the storm proceeded to the next town
it’s no longer with me, so whoever mee...
days and weeks and months flew by
grazing past my ear like a dodgeball in PE
the storm came quick but left just as quickly
the howling winds turned into silence
I didn’t know it would come
but i didn’t expect it to leave
it left a patch of destruction
one that we were left to mend
we paved the roads and fixed the houses
as the storm proceeded to the next town
it’s no longer with me, so whoever m...
The harsh waves thud against the hull
Of the ship that carries me
Across a vast and violent ocean
Toward the land I see.
The squalls are fierce as hurricanes—
I fear to lose my mind!
‘Tis hard to act or to think clearly
In this turbulent wind.
When I see you walking toward me,
My heart thunders against my breast.
My mind grows foggy, and I can’t fathom
A single word. In silence, I rest....
Even when it’s most nessesary I still mess everything up
Even when I try my hardest
It’s never enough
I wanna cry but what’s the point if I can’t get anything right
I don’t deserve the right to cry
I’m not even worth being alive
I’d bet no one would cry
I’m only a bag filled with lies
That can never get a thing right
Ik im the reason my family fights
Maybe it’ll be better if I take my lif...
After the storm
She left the football game early
And held back her dripping mascara.
After the storm
She stepped into the car
And took off her white jacket.
After the storm
She went to her closet
And cried for an end to the pain.
After the storm
She shuffled their playlist
And vowed never to listen again.
After the storm
She ignored all his texts
And her friends would pick up to her crying.
A...
It starts out slow
The calm before the storm
A light breeze whistling
Telling us to go
Then comes the wave
That washes all away
Only fear stands in its way
The rest is forced to huddle down and pray
Then comes the calm after the storm
The part no one talks about
The part where everyone recovers
And the news is now worn out
Anger is still boiling
His blood is still burning
But still in his h...
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