Gusts of wind
Torrential cyclones
Tearing down your will
Whirring gales pushing me away

Be ******
I will
To allow the storm
To succeed

I will break through
These storms carrying you
No matter how hard you deny me
I'll clear your bad weather if it brings me to my knees

I will enter the eye
Of your storm
Expelling the darkness
No matter the ending, I'll try

Just remember
I'm here
Forever
My dear