A storm is coming
I must get prepared for the worst
The winds are blowing
If not my windows will burst
A storm is coming
The waves are crashing on the sand
But I am just laying
Wishing that I held your hand
A storm is coming
Yet I lay here awake
The trees are shaking
As I relive my biggest mistake
A storm is coming
And I am most definitely unprepared
My heart is aching
Because you never really cared
A storm is coming
I am ready for it to pass
I am no longer feeling
Because I am so done with your ass
About the Creator
Jessica Santiago
I am a mother to a beautiful baby girl named Kiomi. I am active duty military with a love for writing and art.
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