Forcasted

a cold front is moving in on my heart
never knowing how it starts
just knowing when everything blows apart
Cumulonimbus clouds not soon to depart

dense fogs moves thru my soul
feeling like I'm losing control
effecting me as a whole
the thunder begins to roll

saturated in pain
wondering why it must always rain
visions of you living in my brain
while multivortex tornado's grace my plain

waiting for the mental storm to break
knowing this all i can take
breathing slowly for gods sake
overcast skies begin to shake

precipitation of the eyes
all lows no highs
everything i despise
strong winds cover up the sound of my cries

Turbulence felt thru out my organic structure
feeling like my internal organs are about to rupture
looking for something sharp that will puncture
lightning is met at every juncture