Under the darkest clouds, black charcoal nights
brightened only by the lightning strikes
a storm building all around
startled by the thunderous sound
I crash, head dazzled by the flash
the lights that show demons in my path
I cant walk in this downpour of pain
or swim through these rivers again
Through the hurricane of bad dreams, need to see some hope
across these fields of concrete I seek a way to cope
the gutter water rises, as my eyes flood
the tears cried, for life lost and spilt blood
Thanks For Reading
Peace & Love
Kyle.
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