The Perfect Storm

The perfect storm rising from the bed where i pretend i sleep spotted in a sea millions of words deep do i dare to dream? for years i screamed a warning through my amplifier pen my life and love your push and shove and the places i have been everything's past tense there's the way things are and the way they should be but the past is a prison and there isn't a key rear projection tomorrow in the past i am a flower in the future i was a seed the warmest winter of my life just before the summers freeze the compass needle spun now the waters stand to rise from hard rains fallen in my blood pooling into who i am about to make my dreams a flood i am the perfect storm and if the rivers overflow and come and quench my land of drought will you admit you're wrong and drown? or will you called to be pulled out from a one way street