This storm
Reminds me of how
Precarious
My mood is these days

It starts violently
To alleviate itself within
An hour
And mask itself
Behind light clouds
And sunshine

Then
Out of no where
BOOM
It comes back to haunt us
Once more

No reason why
No reason how
But there is chaos

Like the bowels
Of my mind
Seething
And churning
With things unsaid
But there's a voice
Deep in the recesses
That says
"You brought this on yourself."