Weathering the Storm

Yeah. Life was peaceful. Everything was calm. Events occurred again, and what a

fire bomb loaded with napalm. Emotions buried deep, extremely cold feet. Strength and determination

forced to meet. Tried to stay strong and have no fears. Protecting myself by

always switching gears. No trust left after all the tears. Prepare for the

worst, even with clear skies. Who wouldn't be with all of

life's lies? Do things change? Should there be hope? My heart says

yes. My brain says no. Thoughts pouring in like torrential rain.

Too much pain for such a fragile brain. Little hope left. Not much gain.