My Life

November 15, 2016

My life is like a natural disaster;
wind blowing
every which way.
Rain, making it cloudy
and grey.

The rain eventually
slows down.
The wind stops blowing.

After a while the storm comes back, as a wave like a tsunami.

Cars drown people die.

Rain  falls  into my life like rain droplets landing on the roof 

MY life My storm.

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