there is a storm inside you

destroying concrete buildings,unknown motels,and shacks

it won't stop raining

your ears won't stop ringing

the water is flooding castles and brick towers

the children are crying

water filling their lungs

their hands reach out for something

only to clutch the water

//

everyone's dead

you are now a nameless grave

if you looked up

you would see the lead sky

six feet underground,

motionless and without a sound

no one remembers you

no one remembers the storm

no one remembers the dead city

the children can be heard screaming

the rain hasn't stopped

glass buildings collapse to the ground

cities drown

all because

the storm inside you

was a little too loud.