The Storm
This storm ravages me
The lightening flashes in my eyes
Torrential rains soaking me
Hurricane winds forcing me
in directions I don’t want to go
Doing everything except sweeping my soul clean
The thunder shakes my very core
Nothing to hold on to
I am weak and powerless
No shelter to be found
No safe haven
All security ripped from my grasp
The sun will not shine
The moon will not glow
No stars light my path
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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