This piece is inspired by a book I am writing, about people whose hearts have been broken to an irreparable extent. It talks about those whose lives have been a mess ever since they were born, and how they find comfort in chaos.
Thunder and storms,
a place I call home.
The sound of raindrops,
gives peace to my soul.
Dark clouds and wind
cleanse my thoughts,
like a tornado,
mighty and strong,
it wipes away the emotions I hold.
Lonely is this road.
The road of the broken.
It’s hidden in the shadows,
far from the ordinary eye.
Forgotten in the dark,
they fight their lonely fight.
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