There’s a storm that blows inside her
A tornado, a hurricane, a monsoon.
She feels it, every single gust, every drop of rain
It hurts constantly, this endless downpour of pain.
She tries to take shelter
She only wants some peace
But the storm will not subside
It will always find her
Nothing can protect her from this beast.
She knows that surely
The sun will rise again.
But someone must save her
From the hell that lies within.
If only she could find a guardian
A safe haven, a dry place.
Maybe she could feel warmth again
In the arms of love’s embrace.
In repose, her storm, it may finally calm
She could feel the beams of sunlight
As they brush her from the dawn.
And at dusk she would not fear the night
All day she had felt peace
And she could know it was possible:
The warmth, the calm, the ease.
The storm, though it may come again
She would not be afraid
For now, she knows that it is possible
For the clarity to begin.