By Ali
Date: 2001 May 31
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[[2001.05.31.18.00.21996]]

Eye Of The Storm

I thought that it was over
I thought that the worst had passed
That the storm had subsided, that the rain had stopped
The wind had calmed, everything was so still...
But, God, was I wrong, so very wrong
It turns out that I was just standing in the middle
Standing in the eye of the hurricane
The falsely calm, center of it all
There was more terror was on it's way
To toss me about, and drown me, slowly
Drenching rains followed the calm I thought I had found
Lightening flashed, and struck my painfully foolish heart
The devastating winds blew all of my certainty away
Carried far from this place, that I call home...
Looking in the mirror, I can see the destruction
Shockingly apparent, on my tired face
My tears slip down my cheek, unchecked
I hear them softly fall to the floor
...Tap...Tap...Tap...Tap...Tap...Tap...
They never seem to stop for long
They cease for a short while, then returning tenfold
So, it's been a turbulent, frenzied time
Where often reality has been tested, only to fail
And fail miserably
I'm sick with anguished, the sheer weight of it
Has rendered useless, almost wholly helpless...
The fibers of my heart have always mended before
Always healed, with time
But, this time...such a bitter ache, scalding my insides
Such a plague on my soul, a rancid, slow progressing plague
And the noise is quite deafening, the silence of your heart
Once I heard it beating, fast
Now, I hear it not, and I do think that I ever will again
You are lost to me...So god damned lost
I think that I shall never set eyes on your face
Nor hear your voice
For even if I had the courage, I do not have the strength
To seek you out
Nobody is that strong, or that foolish...
And, I suppose, that if you want me
If the notion to see me again, should ever strike
If you ever desire to hear my voice, or see my face
You know exactly where to find me