Give Me Wings

I remember
dark skies,
the wind
strong, forceful
beating against
the tree.

I remember
the storm,
the lighting
flashing across
the land,
the thunder
pounding
with the heart
in my chest.
I stand
under the tree,
it's branches
baring no leaves
but always bending
down to me
with comfort
unable to explain.
The tree
tall and dark
has become
my pillar
the one and only
mark in the
world around me.
The tears
begin to blend
with the storm,
black tears
under black skies
and there you
found me
under the tree
you found me.
Time began
to burn
and your voice
is all I heard.
Give me wings
to make this
memory bleed,
give me wings
to carry us
through the storm
give me reason
to stand.

I remember
dark skies
and a whispering wind
warming, blending
with the screams,
tears flowing
flooding over me
and there you
found me
under the tree
you found me
holding me.
Time began
to burn
and your voice
is all I heard.
Give me wings
to make this
memory bleed,
give me wings
to carry us
through the storm,
give me reason
to stand.

Arms wrapped
around me
you hold me
under the tree
through the storm
wiping my
tears away
giving me reason
to stay.
With black
tears and black skies
you hold me
under the tree
where you found me,
in the storm
you carry me.
As time
began to burn,
your voice
is all I heard.