The Storm

The Storm,

Crushed alone and unable to see.

That’s what the storm of love has done to me.

Swept my future right out from under me.

How much loyalty and protection does each person need?

When the storm hits you is when you’ll truly see.

Horrific gusts are knocking you all around.

Until finally they knock you down,

As lightning bolts hit the ground.

 You hear yourself scream aloud.

Crushed and alone you pick yourself up.

All you have been longing for is his touch

But when no one is there its time you realize,

That it’s you yourself that need to care.

Pick yourself up its only fair.

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