Awaiting Thunder

Location

02130
United States
42° 18' 35.0532" N, 71° 6' 54.5148" W

At times I feel like I am in search for myself to find peace instead of all this reckoning that lingers within this restless soul of mine...
My spirit is looking high and low for it feels like I am out of control with furious animosity...
Poverty stricken being broke is like a vicious disease, hot like fire must be the demons burning up rising the fever inside of me...
I fight to keep myself straight on the edge, for the animal in me I have tamed holding back the savage filled with infuriated curiosity...
It is a hard filled life trying to keep my eyesight on this long strained path awaiting the journey laying before me...
Keeping focused living for my reality stuck with this mentality, I must contain it as I cage it soothing the beast raised anomalistically...
For many times I feel like death is calling out to me, listening to an echo speaking whispering out my name that no one can hear but me...
Feeling my heart palpitates rapidly as if it was giving up on me, I sit in silence as I await thunder to strike from this black cloud hovering above me...
Would it be my fate to walk through the pearly gates on the day of my inconceivable grievance, as I sit and wait for the day my spirit is leaving this earthly abyss I live in...

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