Sometimes when the wind blows
You can hear the
Rolling Rage
More than dancing clouds
An internal battle
sound and fury
waiting to erupt
Sometimes the wind calls me
Creating that furor inside
A Twirling Swirling
Mass of Anger
Contained
Behind clouds
Ready to Burst forth
and Release Rain
Amongst the Heavens
Sometimes...
I dream of letting go
Watching the Damage
Gleefully dancing in the storm
Sometimes...
I want more than sound and fury
I want to see destruction
in my wake
Sometimes...
I think I deserve
to let loose
But...
Storms destroy
Disconnect and Damage
More than what is around me
If let loose
The Rage would
Destroy Everything
@Shauni
