Let the silence of your soul
Scream like a Thunderstorm.
Follow its trails of loud rain
To drain away the pain.
Climb on the forces of the winds scent
Where hopes never went.
Feel the rage of nature in you so deep
And become one with it.
When flames and hail fall from your eyes
You'll breathe the freedom scars.
Copyright © andreea agarlita | Year Posted 2013