The calm before the storm
A new breeze is born
Sand floats around me
As I watch the angry sea
Fearlessly the birds soar high
Listening to the rains lonesome cry.
Drops falling one by one
Harder and harder they come
Each piercing my skin
Bringing the pain farther in
Everything consumed by the rage
About to let loose from my cage.
All I have known is tossed about
I can’t do anything buy shout
One angry word thrown around
The most deadly sound
Finally the wrath begins to ease
No one but myself to please.
The anger has split our souls
And the sand has filled some holes
The wind has blew us different ways
But still some of the pain stays
Just walk away from me
And let my crying storm be.
