Waiting For The Storm
I live in a world of disaster
A world where you expect the worst
Because when they say it's too good to be true,
More often than not... it is
Although at the moment
Everything's great
Anticipation eats me alive
And my smile widens
In transition with bittersweet endings and new beginnings
As the scars fade, the blade becomes an old friend
Once dreaded nights turn into happiness
Then realization hits
Like a chain reaction
My smile falters and happiness shatters
Like broken pieces of fine china
Because I soon realize nothing lasts for long
You can't stay on top forever
All that goes up, must come down
I prepare myself
Because even in the best of times
I can be found waiting for the storm