Tempest

[Bry89]

I feel the wind of change
To my face
It's not that I'm healed
It's the rain I feel
Onto tired skin
Depression sets within
The storm won't let up
Until I finally come home

I feel the wind of rage
And I try to brave
Through harsh conditions
Not my volition
Frosted ground, my senses freeze
White snow, never to be seen
The storm will never give it up
Even when I am close to home

Evil wind, take me away
Evil wind, you won't go away
Evil dark wind, I feel your decay
Just give me rest for the day

I feel the storm inside
Bursting through my mind
Never near, never even close
To what I thought was home
Left outside for nothing
Amidst the shadows and lightning
I'll call for sunshine, take this pain away
I'll shout down the moon
Until there's such thing as a brighter day

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Your writing of late...at least these few pieces I'm getting to enjoy...is very effecting...powerful, adamant, demanding. Enjoying the reads.

[Bry89]

I've gotten better, as you can see

[AlexandratheLate]

Very powerful emotions described here. Nicely done.

[abbas.s]

that was perfect