The Storm

The Storm

By: Pipinheart


I feel surrounded by voices
They haunt me by day and night
I lay surround by the fear
Of the things I can’t forget


Wandering in this world
With no direction to lead
I feel the tiny pinpricks
That causes my skin to bleed


I feel lost in the storm
And the battle is my life
My sanity is in the wake
In this battle I must fight


Alone out in the dark
Trying to find a place to hide
All the places are locked
And I am left outside

The lighting comes to strike
I feel the electric static by my feet
Only to see the hole in the ground
Beside what was once me

Wanting to cry out in rage
Wanting to cry in pain
Hoping beyond despair
To find the lost part of me

Looking around in the shadows
All I see is the pain
That was left inside
The Eye of the hurricane

Waiting for the whirlwind to settle
Trying to force my way back in
Searching for the place that is lost
To find my way back home again