Paralyzed with fear on a Fourth of July Fireworks popping like explosive kernels. Thunder booming like the loudest engine The lightning cracking is the worst of it. Shaking with fear as a lightning storm approaches. Salty liquid pours down my face as watch countless strikes slamming against the otherwise calm tranquil lake. I couldn’t do it. Just like the lightning, I crack in a blaze of charged energy. Sprinting away from it all. Sprinting away from you.
June-July 2017 My last match lights a small flame of hope I still am trying to protect it to this day.