Darkened days.
Dirty clouds.
Lightning flashes,
Thunder speaks aloud.
Rain hits my face.
Rain trickles down my cheek.
This storm never passes.
It never leaves.
Under the cloud of Worthless.
Stuck in the storm of Hate.
Desperate for Hope,
But in the end, I'm too late.
This storm controls me.
Throws me around.
Stuck in the alley of Lost.
Waiting to be found.
