Can you chase a storm inside yourself?
Can you see lightning crackle in your heart?
Can you hear thunder boom in your mind?
Like Jupiter, this storm has no end.
With a wrath like no other,
I am torn apart like a country home in tornado season.
They say lightning never strikes twice in one place,
but my heart is fried inside.
The rain is overflowing and flooding my eyes;
leaving my face to water damage.
The eye of my storm has long since disappeared.
The thunder roars in my ears so loud
I am deaf to those who say they love me.
Will this ever subside?
Where has my sun gone?
