Storm clouds come rolling in
you feel electricity upon your skin
the sky darkens from the east
you anticipate the coming of the beast

Sudden flash of lightning strikes
again and again it does as it likes
nature in all its radiant glory
is living its moment in this days story

The fascinating wonder in a stormy sky
every head raised to catch with the eye
that mystifying thrill of the lightning bolt
making humans as well as animals jolt

Hush, wait, there it comes, that clap of thunder
feeling as if the heavens have been torn asunder
that power which lingers in the air
nothing of mans making will ever compare

The heart gets too much credit
dubbed the "seat of affections"
but tis so prone to personal persuasions

When in reality the heart
doesn't do any "feeling" at all
its the brain that makes that call

Love is actually located where
pleasure meets association
in a harmonic progression

"Heartache" is really caused
by the sadness and sorrow
of the fact we can't see tomorrow

"Heartbreak" is when our grief
causes a distressful torment
and we woe in those moments

People are deceived about
the function of the heart
it's just the body's most vital part

a kiss to the dead
is all we can give ourselves
our way to heal pain
that last touch of skin so dear
one moment of purity

I live within your walls
I leave behind my soul
The very air you breathe
is filled with my essence
You'll find my scent
on your pillows
You'll find my spirit
in your sheets

Why do his words
batter my spirit so
why don't I guard
my senses against his roar

These sentimental emotions
which I hide myself behind
yet still his actions will
keep assaulting my mind

A dark cluttered sky
always entered with him
I often wondered why
my smile would fade dim

As the look in his eyes
would ****** my soul
leaving me broken
in a deep black hole

as she closes the door
she leaves behind a lover
she moves through her day
as regularly as possible
can others see a difference
as she is forever changed
unfaithful....adulterer
she'll wear a lasting stain

how could this be true
how could this be so good
how can she continue
and how can she not
but this had ended already
before it got its start
never was a future there
just a connection
indescribably  rare

As I sit and sip my tea
looking out at this wet day
I'm wondering how I'll find my way

Rain falls so effortlessly
my head as cloudy as the sky
thoughts blurred behind anxious eyes

I'm all locked up in fear
will I ever become able
to live my life free and stable

My teapot empty now
the sky a clear sunny blue
I think my hope has been renewed

My head clear from all my doubt
the glories of a rainy day
seem to take my blue funk mood away