DAM DAM DAM DAM DAM DAM... storms

AAAAHHH!!! lately i have been blocked. I'd pick up a pen or a pencil and my mind would just go blank.

i haven't been able to write anything! my ideas are like.. GONE! thats OK though. this is my passion and they will come back.

well i don't like this one... i like forced myself to write it... i don't like doing that because its never as good as the idea could be...

but here ya go. sorry i haven't posted in a while, and sorry my newest post isn't too good.

STORMS

I take a look at the people around me,

at the storms clouding this society.

It's amazing how much rain falls over the people of this town.

For some its just little sprinkles,

no danger, minimum pain.

For others it's lightning, thunder,

and hard, pounding rain,

generally leading to hard pounding tears.

For others still,

its a constant tornado,

with constant fear,

and a never ending siren.

I see the dark clouds hovering over the citizens of this clouded city.

Some try to hide them,

covering them with obviously fake smiles and laughter.

Some make them darker than they really are.

But some smile honestly,

for they have found the paper thin silver lining.

like i said. i don't like it. comment if u wish but I'm not too worried about this one.