Camped out in a storm.
I’m laying on a piece of rag, that provides little support.
The sheet cover on top provides minimal security to me from the storm, and is slowly blowing away.
The wind is too strong.
My patience is wearing thin.
I’m off beat to say the least.
All I think about, is not making it out of this grisly storm.
Sonic shock waves and sonic boom, falling down from the sky.
I try to close my eyes, to limit the fright and terror constricting my body.
I can’t imagine a simple day, taking place in my life.


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