The Storm

I am laying here
so quiet
I am thinking here
so brilliant
I am watching this
flash of light

There's something in the rain

Thinking hurts too much
and apathy bores me
so where's the inbetween?

I am wishing for
the thunder to shake the earth
so violent
I am hoping for
something more

There's something...

The flash lights up everything I'm trying so hard not to see
The thunder reflects the cracking of the earth beneath me
is everything falling apart?
or coming together so nicely?

The air is thick
it hits me like a brick
memories of things past
and things that refuse to happen

There's something in the air...

The sparks we make cause blinding flash
Tension builds to a deafening roar
The storm breaks....