Anticipated Storm

I felt an incursion  
For many years  
a storm was brewing  
It grazed upon my fears  
 
I foresaw the tempest  
the turbulent gales  
I knew its force  
would devour my sails  
 
It raged upon arrival  
I was ill prepared  
for the pounding downpour  
inner war declared  
 
Madness consumed me  
flooding my soul  
with an ominous darkness  
black as coal  
 
Like a typhoon  
my mind spun round  
unable to breathe  
towards hell I was bound  
 
No one to save me
a fiery decline
no hope of survival
bedlam by design