My Storm
Its like the sky has parted and it rains just for me
I dont know why; but it's a miracle I see
Every drop that hits my face has both smiles and pain
Its chaos is contradicting and my soul it drains
Rage morphed into love and then disappearing away
I beg for it to leave yet I yearn for it to stay
I know inside I was cursed with a blessing to feel
To feel so deeply and intensely that it could kill
I was born to need the demons that cause so much pain
I was born to want the angels and all of their rain
In these moments, as the rain explodes all around
When the thunder hits and makes that sound
It's times like these I can finally pause for a bit
Its moments like these I can almost just sit
The world slows to almost a complete stop
And the water says so much in just one drop
I shiver from the wind, yet I feel no cold
I know somehow that my soul is wise and old
My hair is whips desperately in the storm
And I know that there is a tornado about to form
But for once in my life I feel absolutely no fear
And it seems like my lifes confusions are suddenly clear
Like I was born to walk through the storms hate
Like I am a warrior sent to save you from fate
I thrive on the dramatic pain brought in its sting
I am the aftermath; and the power that it brings
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