Lighting strikes
Thunder booms
When the light is so close
The house moves
The beating in my heart is a whisper compared to the booms of Thunder
I shake and cry
Hoping the thunder dies
Causing my own rain to fall
I want you closer
Maybe the thunder will die
Save me from the thunder
Be my sun
The noise hurts more than people know
I sit alone in a ball
Hoping for your arms to embrace me
Catch me before I fall
I want to crawl into them
Hold me
As I cry
Praying for the thunder to die.
