A Storm In My Ming

Lightning cracked the sky and thunder rumbled, rain lashed and all was dark, A terrible storm but the heat is not cooled and hot fetid air remained stale, Thunder was my loss, and heat was my anger, of a very dear lifelong friend, The rain was my tears falling from swollen eyes I stood alone in my darkness. Heavy steel black clouds scudded across skies and viciously poured cold rain Air became rancid and a new wave of anger etched into my dark heart and soul A loss too hard to face as the thunder cracked my mind was in a place so dark, By a quiet garden where bodies lay I cannot remember any happiness of my past. No more happy greetings no more joy in thinking no more joy in anything at all, A wasted friend in a wasted world a dark frightening place to live in all alone, Trying to sleep through nights sliding hours the longest night hours ever known, Thinking of meadows, beautiful boiling streams my darkest thoughts always return. Walking together down long winding paths but now I cannot see any beauty anymore, Those happy times we had no longer exists, as happiness is an emotion for fools, There is a flaming coal inside my head it has scorched and burned sweet memories, All that is left is hatred anger and revenge with wretched pictures from the past.