The Wild Stormy Night

Bitterly cold winter is here again Windy storms with torrential rain Lashing down and against my windowpane As i lay awake snuggled up warm on my bed The stormy night is causing my imagination to run wild in my head Nothing to fear or worry about on this wild stormy night As the branches of the trees twist and bend from left to right Outside golden fallen leaves funnel up round and round The wind sweeps them up from the ground While the storm rages on throughout the dead of night It gives me a comforting feeling akin to delight The hypnotic gales cause me to yawn Oh how i love to listen to this wild storm As i snuggle up in bed nice and warm This stormy night is long loud and strong Gusting winds continue on in the dark I like the way it is carrying my imagination along Unfortunately, i slowly fall asleep When i wake the enjoyment of this storm i will keep

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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