Storm

I am scared
Scared like a storming sky
With all that thunder feelings
And screaming out loud in a hollow
Scared that I may loose the strings
Which took years to wrap around,
Blind, helpless & dont know whom to follow

Tides are high, morals are low
Winds are against, lightnings on bow
A plank of tear can’t carry my weight
These ups are going down in the flow

My heart is on the shore
Helpless and half dead-alive
Don’t know, can’t tell
If I can make it through the tide

Leaving this soul free is an option
Cause the soil has already losted it’s form
Let’s fly away with the blank dreams
And rain back to become the storm.

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