After The Storm Inside of Me
After too many sleepless and empty nights
The sun finally is up in the morning
It's only 3 am
There's no storm today
The thunder continues rolling
My tired mind finally closes its eyes
I'm no longer drowning
As the sky falls down
The water collects on my skin
I am in love again
The star finally awakens
My music plays and Cudi reassures me
I feel alive again
The red and orange paint floods the sky
The water has gone away
My pupils are dilating
The wind, the trees, the sky
It’s all intoxicating
I am in love again
It’s hard to believe there were nights like these
After these painted pictures
Nature is truly awesome
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