Time can never fail to heal a wounded soul.
Seems like the rain has finally taken its toll.
At long last,
The sun comes into revelation over the horizon.
A smile or a teardrop need no more contemplation.
A sense of tranquility has broken free.
Away from the storm,
Faraway from repetitive calamity.

" You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went.
You could swear, curse the fates,
But when it comes to the end, you have to let go. "
- Captain Mike