The sky pours down her pregnant water, Like the feeling behind my eyes, The fine weather took off my wires. The sky is high; I'm feeling low, Battery down, can't charge my phone; And recently, it has been charging slow, And what it has, it goes so quick! Like an avalanche run down a cliff, Makes me a little grim, My patience runs a little thin... (Art by Jash Kiratv) © el-iyanu