slow down
compose
exhale
it is one of those nights
when my thoughts sober down
to a melancholic drawl
i am reminded of my thousand flaws
and inflictions through time
and realize a surging sanity
that i miscontrue for madness
i cannot promise my greatness
when i am still facing
the jagged shards of
a once weak and broken down
me
but i still aim to
cross through the storm
knowing there is sunshine
clotted behind the clouds
and in all fairness
i have to admit
i enjoy a little bit of rain
sometimes
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