Thunder
erupts overhead
felt
a charge in the air, electric
Gray
skies, a precursor 'fore the storm
increased
anxiety, I panicked
This
ain't right, can't be the norm
I
have this fear it's overwhelming
Before
the first raindrop, lost control
my
feelings began a rebellion
as
the darkness took my soul
Felt
the rage, like an infection, spread
though
disturbing, it was poetic
I
do believe I'm sick in the head
Slowly
relaxed as the winds turned warm
Relieved
I survived another storm
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© 2015 Patrick B Vince
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