Hurricane

I have counted days. I have made myself ready. I have known that I was on my way. I was ready. Hours flew by. I knew where I stood. I kept my feet still. I was ready. But I was lost. Cold. Frozen by words and rehearsed by air. Just like the snow. Just like this memory. Where did i stop? When did i start? I keep this hope. I plant this wish. I'm with you, I'm burning down with you. Holding on.

Stay if you have no where else to go. But go, oh please go, if you have a shelter.

I won't keep you safe. I only keep this still. This place and sound. Lost in these faces, trapped with no fences. Our pictures has been changing. We fade by the door. We forget. Storm visits every moonlit night. Take what you're left. Run! Don't hide when you can run. Don't linger.

The whole world is waiting. Staring at the sun.

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