Tears are falling from my eyes,
Like the rain falls from the sky.
All these thoughts running through my head,
Sometimes makes me wish I was dead.
Like thunder clashing inside of me,
Will I ever live happily?
Will this storm ever cease?
Will I ever live in peace?
Tumbling and spiraling out of control,
Is there anyway to break their hold?
The clouds have to part; they must,
Or I fear everything I hold dear will bust.
A silver lining, please just a little,
For my tattered soul that's becoming brittle.
No more rain, no more despair,
This is becoming too much for me to bare.
All this chaos surrounding me,
It's becoming the storm of the century.
Rumbling and tumbling through my soul,
Makes my heart turn ice cold.
There is no hope for me at least,
I fear this storm will never cease.
It's consumed me; making me it's own,
This perfect storm is now my home.
Where darkness is my cape,
You can't hide, you can't escape.
It will consume you too you'll see,
Where darkness fills you completely.
Give in don't fight it,
It's inside you like a riot.
Once you do it all becomes clear,
That this storm was always here.