Category: Writers Block
Relief
As the dark gloomy air passes thru my lungs
I can't help but to feel relived
I am serine ,calm, comforted
You're a storm that passed thru me.
I'm content that you are no longer there
My sisters, My salvation, there to get me thru the times
Mood swings are neither here nor there
They were never part of me when you were near
The cool brisk air makes me feel alive
The dark will be my shelter
Firewater will be my weakness
12:34pm
I like it...I'm not much for poetry but well done.