I
almost go out of my mind
When
the first cracks of thunder come
flashes
of lightning
leaving
their mark on me
like
secret messages
I
cannot interpret
I
feel so out of control
as
the first splat of rain
slaps
at the pavement
near
by feet
No
one ever has total control
over
their own life
but
it’s terrible to watch
the
last bits of it wash away
pouring
out the drain spouts
like
extended tears
you
knowing that the debris
of
your past life
can
never again be retrieved
sometimes,
you want to let it all go
letting
it spill through your fingers
so
you can start life from scratch,
but
the rumble in the air scares you,
you
see the waters rise
and
you think you might drown
you
don’t survive storms
by
leaping into their most furious parts
you
find shelter
and
if your shelter leaks too much
you
find another.
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