Renata Carmen Writes

i started this a few weeks ago, on an overcast day, and just finished it a few minutes prior posting it here. i feel its rather self-explanatory. hope you enjoy! today is grey quiet and sullen a reflection of my soul heavy and swollen weighted with questions topics and emotions heavy as anchors and deep as oceans tumultuous storms wash over my mind drowning clarity struggling to find my way, my path fighting for breath among the waves’ wrath the shore I once knew and loved so well is ravaged and torn a reflection of hell where is the heaven i once called home oh Los Angeles what have we done? where is the promise of golden prosperity opportunity for all the tired and poor we became a charity spread ourselves too thin now the infrastructure is disintegrating from within the cost of living is inflated the local workforce is degraded underpaid overworked tired and jaded business is fleeing in droves driven off by taxes that never trickle down just look at the roads throughout this town pr