I'm heading towards the storm
And there's some ally
speaking to me, telling me:
"You have to make it to the other side."
So, reckless, I speed along
Tears racing down my face
But what if I'm wrong?
I can't keep listening to this song
But I know that
I'm the only one that can win this chase.I'm not sure when this started
I don't know where this road ends
So my hands grip the steering wheel
Because it's my only friend
Where do I want to go?
Who do I want to be?
At this point, I don't know
I'm just tired of carrying this cargo
I'm not quite sure when this started
When I reach the end, who will I be?I don't want to see the rage in front of me
I don't want to face the storm
Raving raindrops ravage the silence
And I can't keep away the swarm
Of thoughts that pester me
All day and all night
They tell me
That from life I must flee
They don't want me to fight
I don't want to see this rage in front of me
But I have to face the storm.Instead I watch the lives that drive by
To forget the fact that I'm the one speeding
But I can't block out the rain raging against the panes
Nor can I stop my heart from bleeding
I lock my eyes on the lives passing beside me
Veils of mist following some
How they seem so sleek and shiny
How fast they seem to hurry
While I'm sitting here, numb
I'll just ignore the others that drive by
Even when they tell me to quit speeding.I look up with dread at the clouds in the distance
I can't imagine a storm bigger than the one I'm facing
But I know this turmoil is coming for me
And I only know one way to stop me from chasing
I could force down my brakes
And tumble into the hands of death
But will this just lead to higher stakes?
How many others will I break?
I just can't get myself to take my final breath
Even with the clouds looming in the distance
Even with the inevitable pain I'm facing.I often ask myself why
Why don't I hurl myself off this road?
The radio is telling me to
Shouting at me until I explode
And I can't ignore these sounds
Or turn down the volume
It just stays blasting all around
I can't let it become my crown
I can't let it enter my commune
So I ask myself why
Why can't I hurl myself off this road?I keep on driving towards this storm
Deep down I know why
I have to keep driving forwards
I have to make it to the other side
And I can't slow down
Because I might choose to stop
This car I'm driving is close to its breakdown
I just don't want to let them down
So I can't let myself drop.
I keep driving towards this raging storm
And deep down, I know why.
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The Storm
PoetryAn emotional, metaphorical poem that further explores the hardships of life. (one of my old poems)