There is a storm within my soul
It’s dark and it’s foreboding
I find myself caught in its thralls
And its wrath is just unfolding.
Rain and wind and sleet and hail
Plague my troubled skies
And as the raindrops drench my heart
My teardrops synchronize.
I find it hard to find the source
Of my gloomy situation
With panic in my stormy eyes
I scream in desperation.
And as I fight to find some light
The darkness presses on
And before I see it going…
My life, my soul, is gone.
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