THE STORM
The clouds first are white but turn gray,
she, sitting there waiting for the on coming rain!.
The clouds gray turn even darker and the wind picks up speed,
She still sits there waiting for the weather to turn!.
The darker clouds turn black and lightning flashes,
thunder rumbles deep with in the darkness waiting to lash out
in the oncoming rain!.
She sits waiting for the storm to swallow her,
to make her anew,
to take the anger she feel and hold it in its darkness!.
The first clap of thunder shakes the earth,
the bright flashes of light become blinding
but still there she sit waiting for the storm
to take her away!.
Waiting for the storm
to take the rage thats growing in side her,
waiting for the thunder to take her screams,
the lightning to take her pain,
the rain to wash the hate away!.
Just waiting for the storm to make her new!. !. !.Www@QuestionHome@Com