Storms of our Lives

as it falls, so will I
as it falls, I will stumble
as it falls, so will tears
as it falls, I can no longer be comforted

it is dark, I have lost my way
it is dark, did I willingly give myself?
it is dark, it swallows my heart
it is dark, I grope for light with desperation

the thunder sings to my soul
and the lightning rhymes with the storm in my mind
the grey skies haunt the depths of mine heart
sorrow drives me to a place long ago past

I long for it to wash away my tribulations
its hum to calm my wounded spirit
its hush to whisper comfort in my ear
its coldness to cool my boiling mind

I grope at forgotten comforts
frivolous abandonment of exploits past
memories of liberating laughter
simple comfort of friendly chatter

I am unsteady, the earth yields
I fall, it betrays me over again
it suffocates me sadistically
and snatches my warm comfort in its flood

suddenly, I long for the torrents
to sweep me away from myself
carry me to a place of reprieve
wrench my soul from this aching husk