I see you stare at me as if
I bade the winds blow swift and strong…
While I can’t find the air to breathe,
I barely whisper you are wrong.

I hear the roar so deafening
Of disillusionment unwinding…
Can you finally face the truth?
Or is the mirror much too blinding.

I feel walls become my cage
Within the center of the storm…
The rain is cold but I don’t shiver,
I have tears to keep me warm.

I cringe beneath the sound of thunder,
Echoing inside my head…
Though I’ve no fear of nature’s fury,
Only of the words you said.

I wait until the moment passes,
When the sun breaks through the sky…
And in the wake of its destruction,
Here we stand just you and I.

I see you stare at me as if
I bade the winds blow swift and strong…
I hope I find the voice to tell you
This was your storm all along.