I have been
waiting for
thunder so long

Checking the sky
endlessly
furiously
impatiently
searching

I have been waiting
for lightening to
strike
and for that sturdy
oak to come
crashing down

My stomach hurts in the morning
when I first open my eyes
and it's hard to breathe
imagine another day

in another burning room

This calm is so unsettling
when I can see the storm
raging in you.