The Storm Within

Never to be denied

The thunderous discontent that accompanies being ignored when it really should be feared.

Not feared, but revered.

How necessary it is to release the rage

Destroy comfort, birth a new age.

Hydrating life and maintaining onlookers’ humility

Making sure everyone’s prepared

for the possibility of no stability.

Both beautiful and unpleasant

the Storm is within us all

Providing an essential cleanse to prevent an ego’s fall.

 

Storm

 

Never Too Much, Never Enough

Sometimes I feel like crying
Sometimes I feel like dying
At times it feels like the whole world is lying
Deceiving me, saying my dreams can come true
Work hard and pay what’s due
I work til there’s little else to do
Yet still I feel so blue
Awake day and night
With times so tough
Sometimes my work just isn’t enough

Good health
Great wealth
Don’t work, don’t eat
Work all the time
Defeating poverty is a feat
Low wage at old age
Times still so rough
All that I do, yet still
Not enough

Love
Life
Love-life so lonely
Gave away my all when all was my only
Headache
Heartache
Feelings that I cannot shake
My heart and mind so full of stuff that nothing
Nothing ever seems to be enough

Conquer it all
I will not stall
My heart
My mind
I will reach out and touch
Something that’s new
Someone not so blue
I will conquer
I will touch
My work, my passion is never too much