A steady rain upon the glass; Beads of water begin to form.
With closed eyes I let it soothe me; I do not fight against the storm.
The drum of water on the rooftop; Gusting winds blow ever strong.
Darkness threatens to overtake me; Yet I know I must go on.
Vibrations of the rolling thunder; Brightness bursts out of the sky.
The storm is raging fierce within me; But I know I cannot die.
Droplets wet upon my forehead; Eyes look straight into my fears.
A rainbow merges from the shadows; This storm was only unshed tears.
©Unshed Storm by SBDMB (MM)