By: 314writes
Graphics by: Cassius Klai C. Francisco
Photo by: Aliza Belle C. Dayao
I miss the lightning,
the thunder so frightening,
the sky so loud I’m crumbling,
the moonlight so settling.
I heard the screams once again,
the muffled voices inside my head,
the screeching sound of pain,
my heart is pounding like it’s almost dead.
So I wandered instead,
searched for the stars at night,
climbed every mountain in sight,
just for my lost soul to be found.
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