• i stand with fist clinched gazeing over a blood red sky
    im angry inside...
    i want to cry...
    but i hold it in
    what good dose it do
    it dosent help
    you may think your strong
    but really your weak because you cant show how you feel
    slowly i watch the storm clouds roll in
    every thunder crash is like a blow to my body knocking me to my knees
    and every lightning strike is like a flash back of my past
    the rain splashes aginst my blood blushed face cooling my pain but for only moments
    then the thunder crashes again knocking me back down
    i sit and cry
    just wishing for peace..wishing for someone to come along and reach out a hand to help me up..arms to pick me up and hold me tight..
    i want to be told everythings alright
    even when its not
    even when everything is completely wrong
    even when i want to give up
    just a hand outreached to make me want to keep going on.