Like a storm,
my heart has been struck down by
its own light.
Clouds form to shield the face
of the sun.
The sadness rain within my
I am my own storm.
I am alone...as i chase off
everyone who sees me.
I touched the ground like a
tornado..wanting to just feel
the earths life.
I have no one but Gaia.
Earthbound for what reason but,
to live,destroy and die.
*tears fall to the earth that's dry*.
I bring life,but death fallows me.
I can move the mountains..and
swallow the sea.
I am powerful,but my heart is sad,
and the storms that i cause is just that
Everyone says I have beauty and grace,
even a lustful perfect smile on my
But,if it's true..as they say I'm not alone.
Then,why is it,that my skies are grey,
and gloomy at my stormy home?