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STORM
THE THUNDER BOOMS LOUDLY, AND THE LIGHTING DANCES ACROSS THE STORMY SKY,
AND I CAN NO LONGER HOLD BACK THE TEARS , AND I CAN FEEL THE TEARS GATHERING AS I WILL MYSELF NOT TO CRY.
BRING ON THE RAIN, LET IT WASH AWAY MY PAIN.
AS THE WIND DANCES AROUND ME
I THINK TO MYSELF I WISH IT WAS ME WHO MADE YOU HAPPY.
I AM FIGHTING THE EMOTIONS AND REMIND MYSELF I CAN DO THIS BEG MYSELF TO BE STRONG,
I WATCH YOUR CAR LIGHTS FADE INTO THE DARKNESS,
I WATCH UNTIL I CAN NO LONGER SEE THEM,
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR GONE.
INSIDE ME THERE IS A STORM RAGGING ON,
MUCH LIKE THE ONE RAGGING ON OUT SIDE,
I AM NOT SURE WHAT HURTS MORE MY EMPTINESS OR MY PRIDE.
I KEEP TELLING MYSELF WHEN YOU REACH THE EDGE OF TOWN, YOU WILL STOP AND TURN AROUND,
BUT IN DOING SO WILL ONLY GET MY HOPES UP ONLY TO BE LET DOWN.
YOU ARE LIKE A TORNADO, HITTING HARD AND LEAVEING A TRAIL OF RUBBLE,
AND AS MUCH AS IT HURTS THAT YOU ARE GONE,
WE WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE A COUPLE.
I AM STILL LOOKING FOR THE RAINBOW THAT FOLLOWS THE STORM BUT IT IS YET TO BE FOUND,
OR ATLEST NOT BY ME,
WONDERING WHAT YOU ARE THINKING AS THE RAIN POURS DOWN WILL YOU EVER EVEN MISS ME?
