Sitting at the windowsill

Peering outside the cold glass

Take a deep breath even though I can’t

I’m all bottled up but my guard is down

Holding on but losing grip

Full of life but dead within

All alone and lost in a crowded room

And A hundred thrown out speeches I could say

But won’t.

I just try to let it all go

I hear the fear – striking thunder clouds rumbling

Meanwhile, with my thoughts I’m always fumbling.

And the outside turns sinister  – like dark grey

It’s almost as if Mother Nature knows

The inner turmoil that makes me feel this way

And as the first drop falls,

Races down the window pane

So does a teardrop trickle down my cheek

And with every passing moment

As the rain grows heavier and heavier

So does my heart and my thoughts

I get this sinking feeling

That makes me want to fall apart

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I lift my head

I just try to let it all go;

And daring to look outside

And the outside is no longer

sinister – like dark grey

it’s blue; the clearing sky

it’s new; this feeling I’ve got

I go outside

Into the daylight

I step into the daylight and let it go.

The sky is crystal clear

As if that wasn’t redemption enough from the storm,

A rainbow appears to cheer my being

That has long been forlorn

And like a smile, only upside – down

But it’s land – of – unicorn – hue

Makes up for its resemblance to a frown

A band of 7 seamless colours

Stretched out across the blue

The breeze in the storm’s wake

Blows with ease, kisses my cheek.

And whispers, “We’re gonna make it.”

New hope

Loose hope

Risen from the undertow.

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