Storm

I hear the rain in my mind.

Breaking out of the thin line.

As the water slices through air

The world as I know it stops beinf fair.

It pours on with heavy loads.

Giving me horrible fearful shows.

It erases the sun from my eye,

leaving only blackness to ply

From a drizzle to a storm.

Breaking away from the norm.

Dark clouds cover my lighting

As I fail to see the silver lining.

The lightning stikes and towers

Burning the beautiful flowers.

Leaving a pitch of dead ash.

rotting away like old trash.

But as soon as the storm sways

I replant, and fix the roadways.

As the sun rises soon again.

And my mind is back on the train.