I feel a storm coming
I feel a storm coming as I walk down memory lane.
I think of all the wrong I’ve done and I start to feel the rain.
When the wind starts to blow
That is when I know
That I can never go back to make things right
I can’t even sleep at night
Please Lord forgive for what I have done
I feel that I am nothing but alone
-Luvena Taylor
This poem is about:
Me