Recovering From Love
When Thunderstorms hit, we hide away in our homes and basements for safety,
I guess that's why when sorrow pours on us like rain,
We run to the shelter of our own mind,
Hiding away looking for refuge,
Little do we know,
Our mind is the most dangerous place to be when we are sad.
It takes knowledge to know where to hide during a storm,
But it takes experience and wisdom to hide from yourself.