The thunder booms within my dome
Holding my will to sleep underwater
I am an infant,
Trying to weather the storm
As I mock my new found adulthood with fetal tendencies.

The lightening flashes inside my eyes
Revealing the depths of my mortal boundaries
I am a toddler,
Looking for trouble
As I dash wildly into the night.

The wind echoes through my ears
Muffling the memories I pretend to forget
I am a teen,
Searching for the liquor cabinet
As I chug and fall face first to the floor.

The rain pours over my body
Cleansing me of all my mistakes
I am an adult,
Still searching for what is right
As I carry on the only way I know how.