The air is still and encompassed in a haze,
Ridden with a blanket of ebony clouds;
I am tormented by their explosive fury
As they bully my fearful mind.

Threatening visions of destruction invade me
As I breathlessly search for a comforted soul;
I am plagued with a racing nervousness,
A cold shivering possesses my entity.

A swirling wind of animosity abounds,
As the pelting moisture conforms to the air’s aroma;
The parched earth drinks in a delightful bliss,
Struggling to keep the grasp on its bowing green leaves.

The flashing streaks, a wicked sky of lasers,
In a fierce tournament of endurance with one another;
I have blinded eyes for the monstrosity before me,
The windows of my soul forced to hibernate til its finale.

Deafening rolling rumbles echo in the black,
Blasts of a shotgun with a trembling quake above;
Spheres of frozen earth are violently strewn about
As I yearn for a sheltered haven.

I am in search for this terror’s death,
Suffocating minutes on the clock traveling by;
The rumble’s fade commences too slowly
Til finally, my internal peace resumes.