Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

February 3, 2008

The Storm Within

by Kristen

The rain slowly falls.
As the sky turns black.
The wind starts to blow.
All of the emotions start to flow.
I can still hear your voice.
Remember the words that you said.
As you walked away.
Turning your back on me.
Saying you were lost.
Not sure where you were headed.
Wanting to see what others have to offer.
Wanting to open your heart to the world.
Not wanting to stand on the outside anymore.
Hoping to find something true.
As the tears fall.
You try to smile.
Not wanting to show your pain.
Always running from the past.
Standing there watching the rain fall.
Lightning fills the sky,
Thunder is all that you hear.
That’s the day you walked away.
A storm was raging inside you.
You weren’t ready to fight.
You just did what you thought was right.
Afraid to stand and fight.
I stood in the rain watching you go.
Not understanding your choice.
Willing to believe you made the right choice.
You left, taking a piece of my heart with you.
I just wanted to believe in you.
Wanted to help you find the light.
That I have always seen in you.
Looking into your eyes.
I see all the emotions that you hide.
The fire that never seems to die.
The rage that never seems to fade.
The love that never seems to come.
The anger that has just begun.
The sadness that only seems to deepen.
The hurt that seems to stay.
A storm of emotions locked inside.
Fighting to be let out.
A heart fighting for control.
A mind fighting for relief.

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