his poem is called storms all on my own

Lighting strikes through my soul,
strong winds blow love cold.
Raindrops fall like hidden tears,
thunder to remind me of buried fears.
Raging floods explode my veins,
erupting volcanoes burn my brains.
Violent earthquakes rattle my bones,
a fatal storm all on my own.
Unable to reach a helping hand,
Isolated from all gental land.
I realize now this storm won't end,
so my life,
I'll no longer defend.
Alone and cold,the storm closes in,
at least i believe it's impossible to win.