Our Apocalypse

The storm is growing stronger,

And your tongue sharper,

I’m afraid any moment now,

The fault line down my heart will shake.

(they say this is the calm before the storm, but I don’t trust the break…)

The thunder crashing from your mouth,

Is echoing in my empty ears.

There is a fire blazing in your eyes,

That the rain from mine is putting out.

The storm is growing stronger,

And your tongue sharper,

I’m afraid any moment now,

The fault line down my heart will shake.

(they say this is the calm before the storm, but I don’t trust the break…)

Our words are a tornado,

They twist; lies to truths, truths to lies,

When will the destruction stop?

When will we reach the end?

There is only a harsh realization reflected in our eyes.

The storm is growing stronger,

And your tongue sharper,

I’m afraid any moment now,

The fault line down my heart will shake.

(they say this is the calm before the storm, but I don’t trust the break…)

As the end grows near,

My hands are beginning to quake,

Your mouth is running out of words,

And both our minds made up.

(lies to truths, truths to lies… when will this stop? When will we stop?)

(lies to truths, truths to lies…)

One more gust of your bitter wind,

And we realize our destruction…

We’ve created our own Apocalypse.

Reviews

[Kimmee Jean]

its short but powerful...
like me!
lol

love it!

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This is great!! I love the power behind your words! You write with a flare that I think is needed to be a great writer! Good job!

[Jessi]

Holy cow!
this is amazing!
i [love] how you repeat the 'calm before the storm' line more then once.
just...woah:]