The Storm Inside

I roam the woods

With the blue sky overhead

And the weeds

Sweep across my legs

The midsummer sun

Shines down

Through the green branches

Creating a playful pattern

On the forest floor around

I let my hands
Trail by my sides

Grazing over

The leaves on the brush

My thoughts wander

Much as I do

Going through past memories

I sit down

Pine needles and moss as a cushion

A log as a backrest

The birds are chirping

A sound so happy

And carefree

I am envious of them

The thick, gray clouds roll in

The thunder starts

A flash of lightning

And the drops begin to fall

My mind has become this clouded

And enraged

At the memories

Tears begin

To crawl down my face

And the sky cries with me

The wind whips my hair

Around my face

Mixing it with my tears

And the rain

And I keep crying

I struggle to my feet

And scramble through the woods

Trying to get back to shelter

To warmth

To a place where I will pretend

That nothing is wrong

The storm

And the woods

Deal me their worst

Trying to keep me in their confines

To stay with them forever

And sometimes I wish I could

I reach the shelter

Of my home

And walk inside

As I change into

Dry clothes

And wrap myself in a blanket

I stare out the window

The storm continues outside

And both

In my head

And in my heart

 
~*Dream Wish Peace*~