The Storm

Lightning strikes upon the ground,
raindrops fall from every tree.
No escape nor shelter found,
one can't hide, nor run, nor flee.

There I lie, completely wet,
hold my head up to the sky.
I can't help but feel upset,
cry, deny, ask "why, oh why?"

Lightning left me scarred and blind,
I can't see, just feel the rain.
Truth I know deep in my mind -
I will never love again.

Reviews

[Miss Coral]

Great piece.. I can definitely see how Dancing With the Storm reminds you of this.. questioning and challenging the sky.. great job. Love the consistency of your rhyme scheme.

[Samuel Dickens]

Many are ravaged by storm and find themselves in such despair. Luckily, though, the storm passes and we find love once more.