Like a hurricane it comes
Slow but fast
Terrifying then peace
Like a hurricane it comes
Like a tsunami it comes
In waves it comes
It comes
There then gone
When you make it through
You throw a party
But yet it's still there
Never leaving
Never on vacation
Like a tornado it comes
Rushing
Destroying
Then gone
Like a thunderstorm it comes
You see it coming
You feel it coming
Coming from all sides
A mic drop victory
But
It haunts you
Never leaving
Why does it never leave?
Why?
I ask myself so many times
Long ago I lost count
But yet I keep asking
Why?
Why?
It comes
Why me?
Why am I the one suffering?
Why am I the one limited?
It comes
Like a drum solo it comes
Pounding
Loud
Unforgettable
Like a roaring fire it comes
Destroy
It roars
It comes
Hard to describe
I ignore it
But
It comes
I do my best to prevent it
But I have no power over it
That would be like me having the power over the weather
I don't and neither do you
Causes so many problems
It comes
Complications it causes
It comes
Messes me up
In so many ways
Too many ways
But that's another poem for another time
Like a bomb it comes
All the sudden
Out of nowhere
It comes
Like a spot light it comes
Blinding
But still
There then gone
While common
In others
I still feel alone
It comes
Leaving me with no energy
No motivation
Drains me
It comes
I do my best to act normal
Normal I tell myself
But still
It comes
For others
To whom it doesn't come
They don't understand
And I pray they never do
As it rears it ugly head
I want to cry
But, put simply I'm tired
I have tried and tried.
It comes.
Nothing seems to work
I try music
I fight tooth and nail
But everything seems to fail.
It comes.
I have run out of words
My powers of description fails
When it comes
It comes.
When it comes everything stops and holds its breath.
It comes.
