Quiet before the storm

I wanted to try something different

A storm is rolling in

The crackle of thunder and screaming winds

Both noises that drown my heavy sobs

Flashes of lightning and the moons haunting glow

Draws my tear filled eyes to the sky

Right as the first drop of rain hits my cheek

Oh how nice

Mother nature has come to join me

Now the sky is crying just as hard as I

Looking up at the grey clouded sky and sitting in the dark

I can tell with eyes and heart

Nothing is clear anymore

Like the quiet before the storm

Reviews

[Chris]

You actually didn't need the last line ...made total sense without it and possibly would be a stronger piece. - least to me.

[Phill Oz O'fee]

A harrowing poignant write of emotional turmoil, which, neatly linking with the elements strengthens and gives purposeful meaning to the composition! Good penmanship … :-)