Storm

Its calling. Can't you hear it?

Screaming! Wrapping its black tendrils around me.

Help! Help me! Its suffocating me!

Enveloping me! Can't you see it?

Its binding me to it! I cant stop it!

Its calling me, seducing me to walk off; the edge is so near.

 

The storm rages! Thunder booms! Lightning strikes!

Waves crashing! Flash! Boom! Crack! Cut!

The clouds roll out, exposing the sun.

Beautiful in the haze, the dangerous temptress.

All is calm, all is silent. The waves roll onto the shore.

And I am still standing, bound to the darkness.

 

The darkness is sinking, bringing me with.

The light is fleeing from my vision. I hear it now.

The flames. The rage. The hurt. They bind me forever.

The crimson tears pool but never cry enough to truly put me out.

Just enough to bring the peace back, if only for those seconds.

For those seconds, I am safe from the storm.

 

Its calling. Can't you hear it?

Screaming! Wrapping its black tendrils around me.

Help! Help me! Its suffocating me!

Enveloping me! Can't you see it?

Its binding me to it! I cant stop it!

Its calling me, seducing me to walk off; the edge is so far.

 

 

Author's Note

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