Notebook of a Hell-Trapped Girl

I love storms
the thunder rattling my windows
the lightning filling my room
the rain lulling me to sleep
But sometimes you must escape
the gray, the bleak, the black
Sit on your cozy red chair
Curl up and feel the warmth
Enjoy the view, the clouds, the light
Look out over the city
up at the mountains
and just use your imagination
The brain that God gave you
and feel the warmth in your heart,
filling your soul, erasing pain
Fall in love with yourself again
Fall in love with your family again
Fall in love with God even more
than you did before
Notic the small things
Take pleasure in your youth
And let the sun in.