Cave of Winds

This is how I rid myself of darkness

Cold wind rages, rages deep in my soul.

This biting chaps my lips, burning  my eyes.

I close them, wishing it was gone.

Only to open them in sadness once again.

Tear-stained cheeks mix with the salt spray, stinging.

Roar of the world deafens me.

I can not escape.

Cold wind rages.

My heart aches down deep.

'tis no rescue coming, I fear.

Tho one has long since be promised.

i shade my sight, searching.

The distant horizon offers no rescue.

No distant vessel far off.

This hollow shell is scant protection.

Dark clouds build in the West,

split by a shaft of electric anger.

Its roar comes echoing, surrounding my world.

Cold storm rages.

From all compass points comes the rain, biting.

Howling builds the maelstrom.

A crescendo of  wicked spite.

Howling its violence at me, huddled 'gainst the cold stone.

The sea, the storm, no rest, no salvation.

The cold wind rages.