this time i'll get better

chapter 11: storm up ahead

I heard of a storm that is coming.

That rumor has it, it will break, tear and take everything away.

No one could ever help anyone,

No one could save anything,

The storm eats up all of us.

At first I didn't realize that the storm was that close to me.

I skipped through the metal fence with a sign that said

"BEWARE: STORM AHEAD"

I was dazed by the pretty skies and the calming breeze.

And I was too late when I had realized that the storm was in front of me.

I heard the people shout, their hands reach for me,

But I was too far to be saved.

And indeed the storm took everything away.

My smile,

My happiness,

My pride,

My ego,

My selfishness,

My narcissism,

Myself.

I was left bare without any cover.

I was in the storm for quite some time.

That I then let it shed every parts of me.

Take away the good, the bad and the evil.

And leave me when I am a nothing but a man.

Nothing left to my name.

Take my imaginations and dreams,

My hopes and wearies,

My joy and sadness,

Teach me to let it pass,

Because it will.

Let it scorched into my mind,

That I have to lose something to gain one.

Make me learn to let go of myself,

In the midst of chaos.

So that I can be able to feel untangled,

So that I can be unhinged,

Unfazed,

Undefined,

And understand myself.

For who I am,

For who I can be,

For who I want to become.

And when I let it happen,

The storm isn't at all that of a scary place.

That is full of thunder and rain,

That is dark and gloomy.

It is just another breeze,

And it passes,

Every time.