The rain washes over
Cooling my conscience
And I
For once am at peace
With all the non-sense
Including my own
Yes
I still become negative
Yes
My thoughts still roam
At times
So I write rhymes
In the night time
It has been
Will always be
My lifeline
Towing me back to sanity
Every time I go
Overboard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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