Sunrise
A earthquake erupts throughout my hands.
The rain
falling through the
distance
between you and I
making a river.
The sun slowly trying to peek through to
bring the earthquake and rain
to a sudden stop.
Two different walls
are caving in at the same time
making it so hard to breath.
Feeling the guilt of betrayal.
Slowly finding an answer
Wishing I didn’t have to find it all alone
In the end
I must choose one path.
Making my way to sun light is going to be difficult
but I must chose my own path
in order for
the earthquakes eruption and rain to go away.
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