Thunder
Me, watching the rain clouds rush in. They thunder through the valley and are washing away the dust of the last months. I am wearing shorts and a brown T-shirt. My hair curling wildly. My wrists showing scars from many cries for help.
Me, watching the rain clouds rush in. They thunder through the valley and are washing away the dust of the last months. I am wearing shorts and a brown T-shirt. My hair curling wildly. My wrists showing scars from many cries for help.