Wednesday, March 9, 2011

An Awakening Raging Storm

I pray for a storm
to rage outside
and for that storm
to take me away from here.
I cry
as the clouds darken the sky
needing to feel
the cold drops
soak into me
to overflow inside
so I
can not bleed.
The black tears
fall from my eyes
blinding me
from the stormy skies
tearing me up inside
As I fall
As I fall,
and here I am
Screaming for sanity
Screaming for purity
with black tears
covering me
black tears taking
my soul to feed
into an awakening
raging storm.

Originally written 05-17-06

3 comments:

  1. intense emotion...our tears feeding the storm is an interesting thought....

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  2. Internal, this...
    rage
    and calm
    the measure of each
    tide
    ridden close to breast
    though casting out

    seems so evolutionary
    though also
    breath to breath

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