When Clouds Come Down Poem by Matt Jarvis

When the sun shines down it feels so warm,
Hugging you like a parent would.
When the clouds come down, it's feels so heavy.
Oppressive as if the hug has become a squeeze.
Not a squeeze, a choking strangle.
Darkness envelopes your being.
You see friends still smiling as you start to drown.
As the clouds throw down water, heavy, painful water.
Your whole being soaked with heaviness.
When the clouds come down they push you down.
But when the clouds come down, the sun can never be far away.
A thunderstorm may freshen your skies.
The sun will shine once more.
So when the clouds come down don't despair.
Light is very close to lift and raise you up once more.
When the clouds come down it is temporary.
So hang on in there friends.
Hang on in there and that sun will come.
You will be lifted free of oppression. Lifted to the light where only a smile and freedom awaits.
When the clouds come down they will disperse.
You will shine again and break the clouds once more.