Sunday, April 13, 2014

Stormy Night... NaPoWriMo - Day 13

I'm not depressed or angry or upset in anyway - but I hate storms, and we had a lovely one this evening. The louder the storm, the more nervous I get.

Stormy Night 

Stretching across the sky
In a trail of angry light
Blazing a path of untouched fire
So pure it burns bright and white.

Rumbling with rage and hurt
An awkward and awful choir
Building to an apex of fury
So incensed by ire.

It's only a brief phase
Lost in a moment of grief
Let the rain wash away the fear
The pain is ever brief.

The storm ends in silence
Leaving a smoldering void
In a chasm of emptiness
Where nothing is enjoyed.