Lilly Rose - Storm's Love

Shock is an anesthesia…
The calm before the storm,
The numbness I felt by his parting.

Realization is a Pop-up…
Alerting you to the storm’s arrival,
Reading, “He’s not coming back.”

Grief is a downpour…
Drenching you in salty rain,
Revealing my weakness to all.

Loathing is Zeus…
Lightning flashes of rage,
My lashing out with no purpose.

Ignorance is the wind…
Whispering tales of the past,
Silently begging for my suicide.

Memory is a teddy bear…
Tattered, but special,
The pain was worth the love.

Lilly Rose

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