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The Storm

January 16, 2014
By Tasha Human BRONZE, Camarillo, California
Tasha Human BRONZE, Camarillo, California
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You don't really know how it started
You don't really know why
But inside you darted
When the dark cloud blanketed the sky

And with each day it grew worse and more awful
Everything kind of faded away
You searched for a loaded gun or a knife not quite so dull'
You just prayed you wouldn't see the next day

But they took you away
Far away from your home
In that strange bed you lay
Isolated and alone

One day you went back
And it wasn't the same
Everything was still kind of black
You struggled to not give yourself all of the blame

And it got worse, then better
Because you met us
And I wrote you the letter
Hoping it was me you'd choose to trust

And the storm is still howling
But it's getting close to being done
And while inside you're still yowling
Someday you'll see the sun

Through each storm you grew stronger
And our bonds more connected
But you don't have to fight it much longer
Because now you are protected

The storm's nearly gone
Please Julia, take my hand
Look, I can see the dawn
The sun has returned to our land.


The author's comments:
I wrote this for one of my friends, Julia. She was going through a rough time and this is her story.

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on Jan. 18 2014 at 4:40 pm
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