Inside, very deep inside The very depths of my heart There is a storm Out of control The wind is getting violent My vision is limited My ears are ringing With roaring thunders Drops of rain begin to hit me Each one, bringing many more Very quickly My clothes are soaked The wind, now screaming and raging As if spurred on by the devil The thunder strikes near Almost hitting me With both my hands in front of me I take a step, then another Searching for a way out Of the storm in my heart
We’ve all been through storms. But the hardest storms to go through are the ones in our hearts.