gusting gales of rage
I couldn't stand against
With lightning strikes of despair
and a deluge of pain so strong
it was agony
I screamed and screamed
while no one was home
until the worst of the storm was over
Then the gentle patter of tears began
and hasn't stopped yet
I hate to cry but I know I'm safe
from taking my life
as long as I can puke out the pain
and not bottle it all up
No one can help me, not even
others weathering the storm
All anyone can say is "hang on,
you'll make it through it"
Maybe.
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