Not a metaphorical one, a real one.
The sky takes on this odd shade of green around sunset, The wind picks up,
I swear I can hear the trees screaming for it.
“give us water 💦!”
Thunder ⛈️
Lightning ⚡
This bizarre stillness before the orchestra starts.
Hard to define.
If I was blind,I’d still feel it .
It’s been so hot and so dry…
I understand why primitive man would worship this event.
I absolutely get it.
It’s special,every single time…
I notice more as I get older.
And I feel ashamed for taking all this for granted.
What a fuck up.
What a mistake.
How fucking embarrassing am I?
Sometimes I feel it, but not because of you fucking monkeys..
Because of the sky.
It can see me,, it sees everything and it notices what you notice..
I’m such a fuck up 😥
(do you hear that??)
The first drops.
A teenager’s first kiss, 💋 the first butterflies in the stomach.
Taste of love 😘
Like a child, down here like a child looking up at the sky..
How the fuck can I be so depressed 🫥?
How in the motherfuck can I let myself go there?
In the presence of this..
God damnit I’m an asshole.
I’m so sorry 😔
I’m so fuckin sorry for everything..
(thunder shakes the structure … crash!)
Deep tone, bass frequency… Like it’s answering me…
*I seeeeee youuuu*
I know you do.
I know…
I yield.
I kneel…
Cut my head off 😔
I deserve it..
*might just strike your balls with a bolt of lightning ⚡*
I deserve it..
Do what you came to do 😢😣😖😖
dawn 