The clouds gather and threaten me.
Little do they know what I've been through.
If they did,
They would know that their
Evil faces are nothing.
The lightning has hit me plenty of times.
They say it never strikes the same place
Twice.
It does.
You just don't see it coming.
Every time I feel the jolt,
I nearly die.
My hearts
Slows...
Slows...
Slows...
Until
I think
I'm going
To die.
But I don't.
I get struck again, but the spark revives me.
As the tingles run down my spine,
I try optimism.
It won't hit me again if I don't waiver.
But it does
Death,
Life,
Death,
Life,
It keeps changing.
I want to hit it back.
To hang on, go to its source,
And turn the switch.
STOP HITTING ME DANGIT!
I'm not a god.
I trust God though.
I don't know what kind of test this is,
But I trust
That someday
I will be
Shockproof.