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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1822209
This piece is based on my experience as a victim of domestic violence
A shiver running through me
As the wind first brushes by
Prickly hairs standing up
And I already know why

For I know the strength of the wind
It's force as great as sin
Easily transforming
Into a vicious storm

I feel the rage that forms within it
The air so thin and chilled
It's force so great, will I survive
Or eventually be killed

Don't want to run for cover
Like so many times before
Weak and overpowered
Courage bursts from my spirits core

The loud rage
Of the thunder
Assaults my ears
It makes me wonder

When will this end?
Will I be free?
The storm has stolen
My dignity

The wind blows violently
Against my face
Red rain drops splatter
All over the place

The wind strikes my face
Again and again
It leaves a sting
Upon my skin.



The mighty wind
It's rage so great
Knocks me down
What is my fate

This weather's so
Unpredictable
Can't make it stop
I'm incapable

My soul is shipwrecked
And so numb
Took all the beatings
I now feel dumb

I'm stronger now
Or just fed up
Won't take no more
My minds made up

The storms now gone
And gone for good
I got away
Didn't think I could

Built a safe haven
With thick walls
No more storms
Get in at all

The storm has left
A lot of damage
I try to clean up
But cannot manage

Put on a mask
And play the part
Inside I cry
And fall apart

No one knows
The pain I'm feeling
I've mastered the art
Of concealing

Some call me bitter
Harsh or mean
But things aren't always
What they seem

I won't let you in
So leave me alone
My heart's not ready
For me to loan

So please don't try
To figure me out
I don't even know
What I'm all about

Nothing lasts forever
Except maybe a lie
So why even bother
Giving love another try

I've built this wall
So high and strong
I think there's something
Really wrong

'Cause I can't distinguish
Anymore
The difference in a breeze…
Or storm
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