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And I soar into the storm
to feel alive once more
in the center of chaos and destruction
to let my anger find no obstruction
In the lighting goes my rage
for in my heart it was caged
into the thunder I send my cries
to release it from the body that ties
My cutting remarks to the wind
in rapid fire succesion do I send
And the anger tears that flow like the tide
do I allow the mercifull rain of the storm to hide
In the sun's glory bright
do most find a comforting light
or in the warm comfort at home
Does a person seek a shelter to come
But here in the storm with all its power
do I find a place to cry, scream and cower
And thus do I send my soul and heart
to the storm to be torn and sundered apart
And as the remnants fall again to earth
do I peiced them together once more to again be birthed
and like a new blade from the fire
to I arise like the phoniex once again from the pyre
And so it shall be
till the morning hours wee
and the storm leaves for unknown shores
its terrible power to another land to bore
and with my anger and cries spent
back to life of reality I am sent
till the storm comes once again
.......and the process of cleansing can once more begin
- by Richard_theholderoftruth |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/12/2009 |
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- Title: into the cleansing storm
- Artist: Richard_theholderoftruth
- Description: Last night was a terrible night for me, and though I wish I could have beg a friend to comfort me, I am thankfull none were around to see me again in my pitiful state. Thus i sought to throw my anger and tears to the clouds above, to watch them in the might of it all become like nothing but dust.
- Date: 05/12/2009
- Tags: into cleansing storm
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Comments (1 Comments)
- DeCrazySheep - 05/15/2009
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I hate that you had to go through it alone.
A friend should have been there. A friend is supposed to help find a way to release these things without the friend hurting. I'm happy to see that in the end, you know that it's not the end.
It's a strong piece, and I can't find anythingto say ill about it now.
May you never have the need for a storm, and a comrade you can cry, and scream, infront of without shame. - Report As Spam