Theres peace in me, even in my storms
The rain; falls over me,
as I get wet and shakey
my brain disengages from my demons…
the battles inside me seize the day…
I could only hear the wind,
blowing away my worries..
my thoughts…
and I choose to think about nothing…
I only hear the rain drops on my body…
the cold;
It chills the chills in me
and the “louder” the storm the harder I pray… and in my solitude, longer I decide to stay…
my goosebumps sustain
as my tears merge with the falling rain..
my screams are the thunder..
my anger is the lightning…
what for I’m born? I can’t remember….