i wrote this one in 6th grade...... i am not happy with myselfe.
the rain
it keeps me up at night
a fever busting through
thrown among a crashing storm
bleeding icey drops of tears
frozed in the dense cold
atoss a freakish smile
ghastly pounding in my head
a glance above
a hideous breaze
to the ground
the rain
it keeps me up at night