Every Storm Comes And Goes Poem by Karly Jaye

How long could someone live while dead inside?
How long could someone possibly fight for something that appears so wrong but never felt so right?
They could fight as long as they’re aware of the strength inside
The power we all posess to feel innocent, alive
But sometimes we lose our grip on reality
Our feet slip, we trip, and expect hands to reach down
But you see, if we could remove the negativity
We’d be able to see the light, feel the sun
Instead of being clouded with inhumanity
I’m aware that things don’t tend to go as planned
That you may lose loved ones, sometimes you’ll lose a friend
But always, always, your strength is in your heart
Your life is never in someone else’s palm
Remain calm, be strong, remember there is hope
It can’t rain forever
Every storm comes and goes