There is something different about the bath tonight
Leaving a burst of gloom and coldness
Enveloping my thoughts
Breaking into the silence
Slapping at the skin
Eating away at the wall
Shattering the ambience
Leaving behind a flood of emotions
Do not bother to find a silhouette
The mere whisper of what was
The presence of what used to be
Just as it was known
Just as easily it has become unknown
Another object not to be desired
Never hated always wanted
Thank you oh sweet wonder
So porous and deflecting
Harmful to possessions, useful to us
Dark and hard you crashed
Freeing us of debris and strife.
Thank you Black Rain.
I think you’d like this story: “Love at it’s second best.” by naughtyangel22 on Wattpad http://my.w.tt/UiNb/eiIvhshW3u
Hi. You don’t know me but I’m an aspiring writer. I wasn’t sure how to start my blog hence I published a short story as my first post. However I think I should warn readers that I may vary in my writing, it won’t always be perfect, and I just love creating life through words.
Do I live on my pages? Yes, yes I do. Do I love like the characters? Yes, yes I do. Do I practice what you read? For the most part I ……………..
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