Astraphobia

It always seems to be storming in my city.

Mother Nature, why must you frighten me so?

Don't you know I'm deathly afraid of tornadoes?

I don't like rain, lightning and thunder, too

It seems that there's no one else to blame but you

You've got me tense, I might start crying

Although there is little chance of me dying

Statistics don't even begin to ease my fears

Nor can my headphones dry my tears

There's too much that makes me panic

Depressed, insecure, and maybe manic

I'm such a mess, I need to be cleaned

My fearful nerves are painfully keen

Author's Note

I got a little off-topic, sorry.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

You don't go off topic at all....at least not to my understanding. If you're so unsure, you could always add an extra stanza for good measure (and see if you satisfy your poetic desires through that). But no, as I read this, I didn't sense much off-topicness - it was great in imagery, narrative, and I just loved the title! Where it fell flat for me was more in the musicality. There were some lines that need a little trimming. Once that is addressed, this, my friend, would be a gem! Well done!