Inner Turmoil

I feel it begin, the drip drop of the rain,
The ominous storm, soon to devour my soul,
My heart screams denial, it crushes my chest,
The hot rain beats down, I lose all control,
I tremble in anger, My emotions overtake me,
A flood of tears surround me, I can't catch my breath,
I fight as I drown, I no longer see the surface,
Darkness overwhelms me, As I await death,
Then it emerges, A small seed of hope,
It begins to grow, vines sew me together,
I look at the sun, The warm rays envelop me,
I smile, close my eyes, and await the bad weather.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

thedayknight

beautiful

Rachelle Manuel

Thank you! :)

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