RETURN
Living in a life I didn't ask for,
Shouting and crying as I can't take it no more,
Sitting in an empty room facing the same four wall,
Hating this life to the core.
Spending the night by the shore,
Begging to the sea to take away my soul,
The rain begins to pour,
Thunder starts to roar.
It's time to return to my home,
Where the Supreme Lord belong.
Powerful, beautiful. Yes, we return and keep moving, one breath at a time. I like the clear simplicity and directness of your writing, Shan. The nature imagery is moving, vividly touching the emotions (the shore, the sea, the rain, the thunder). Keep on writing!
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shan shan
Sun 27th Aug 2023 15:33
Thank you Helene, your comments are encouraging me to write more. 💕