My Storm
As I sit here, in my room, all alone
I think of past loves, that I’ve known
Like a storm it brews inside my mind
The scars it leaves, the pain inside
Let me tell you of the fateful storm,
that led my heart to disbelieve
The storm that left me afraid and scared,
although it’s a storm I no longer grieve
It started with the clouds, that darken the sky,
high about your head
You think it’s going to pass
You think it will blow over
But the intensity grows instead
Lightening comes like a truth or a lie,
and you know it won’t stop
So you start to cry
You try to hide from the thunder of anger,
like the wind you can feel the rage
Then the rain comes down,
you start to lose hope
like the fog you start to fade
Then all that’s left is the damage it’s done
So in your soul,
is where the wounds have begun
Your life moves on when the storm is gone
But your soul is still wounded inside
So that’s my tale, so sad but true,
of why I find it so hard to believe
Your kindness is working it’s way into my heart
but my faith you may have to retrieve
So when I’m scared and frightened sometimes,
hold me close and keep me warm
There may be times when our skies fill with clouds
and I hope there will never be a storm