The Perfect Storm

A Poem by Poetic Justice

Dealing with addiction and a breakup.

Thunder in the distance,
Life is looking grim,
The thunders getting closer,
As she thinks of him,
The things that do not kill you,
Can only make you stronger,
I'm as strong as i can get,
I can't go on much longer,
It somtimes hurts to breath,
It even hurts to walk,
Somtimes I go for days,
And I dont even talk,
I've created my own prison,
Welcome to my hell,
The thunder is now here,
The kings the one that fell,
Life is just so cold,
It's no longer warm,
Another chapter in my life,
And my perfect storm.