I’m not new to poetry, but this is the first I’ve decided to share, as I’m often worried of being judged. If you share this poem, please give me credit! The Storms Inside Me There’s a storm inside me One that crashes and crackles That destroys. It’s a twister of thoughts A tornado of self consciousness. It has no rain No water that brings life Only lightning That sets everything On a fire fueled on Pent up darkness That had been swirling around Under the surface Of my past. There’s another storm inside me One that caresses and holds That helps. It’s clouds of freedom A gentle breeze of confidence The rain brings peace It springs the plants Up from the dark place They had been before. And now they dance And they sway In the gentle breeze That is you.
