Amidst the darkness of my slumber deep,
A tempest rages, fierce and steep.
The thunder roars, the lightning strikes,
And raindrops fall like sharpened spikes.
But in this storm, I find no fear,
For it's a reflection of my inner sphere.
My anxieties, my worries, my pain,
All come alive in this tempest rain.
The lightning flashes, a bright display,
Of all the thoughts that won't go away.
The thunder booms, a constant sound,
Of the loneliness that I have found.
The rain pours down, like tears that flow,...