The Sun After the Storm


The Sun after the Storm
By: Monica Renata
In a world of endless silence
Stranded far away from home
No friend to talk to
Not a thing to call your own
Darkness infinitely surrounds you
You are in the middle of the sea
The storms are raging fiercely
Here is not where you want to be
Cold as the artic snowcaps
Face as pale as can be
Your hope is somewhat shattered
You crumble to your feet
Why have I been forsaken?
Why have I not have anything to call my own?
Why am I consumed with sadness?
Why don’t I have a place to call home?
To pity you is what you want
You want others to see
But sometimes you have the let your inner light shine
In order for you to truly open your eyes to see
In a world of endless silence
Stranded far away from home
No friend to talk to
Not a thing to call your own
Darkness infinitely surrounds you
You are in the middle of the sea
The storms are raging fiercely
Here is not where you want to be
But maybe you are supposed to be here
For maybe you will learn
Learn to believe in yourself more
Learn to be the sun after each storm
Sure at times you may have no one
Sure you may not have any place to be
But remember that pain is only temporary
And here in pain you will not always be