Poetry
Energy
Like everything I had ever known
Within my house, compressed within my home.
I had never known
The feeling of being alone
Heat, like blistering me on the
Summer streets.
Someone was always there, to cool me down.
But the heat pours down,
And rain won’t come.
The smiles of my family fades
From happiness to a dismal gray.
Pain occurs in cycles.
I suppose its’ just my turn to hurt
