☆°▪︎ THE STORM ▪︎°☆

It

.

m

i

g

h

t

almost

.

s

e

e

m

a

.

comedy . . .

.

.

.

i

f

not

.

s

u

c

h

a

.

tragedy . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

forces

.

t

h

a

t

.

saved

.

y

o

u

.

only

.

months

.

before,

.

.

f

r

o

m

.

.

self-destruction

.

against

.

t

h

o

s

e

.

storming

.

shores,

became

.

t

h

e

.

very

.

hostility

w

h

i

c

h

.

drove

.

y

o

u

.

back

.

t

h

e

r

e

.

again . . .

.

.

.

It

.

drove

.

y

o

u

.

back . . .

.

.

.

It

.

drove

.

y

o

u

.

back . . .

.

.

.

It

.

drove

.

y

o

u

.

back

.

t

h

e

r

e

.

again . . .

.

.

.

i

n

t

o

that

.

very

.

s

a

m

e

.

stirring,

whirling

rage,

.

.

o

f

.

.

the

.

storming

.

hurricane . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

hurricane

.

o

f

.

guilt,

blame,

abuse,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

shame . . .

.

.

.

Do

.

n

o

t

.

cry,

.

a

n

d

.

.

do

.

n

o

t

.

despair 

.

m

y

.

fearful

.

friend . . .

.

.

.

your

.

h

o

m

e

.

remains

where

.

it

.

h

a

s

.

always

.

been . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

someday

.

y

o

u

.

may

– 

return

.

h

e

r

e

.

again.

Reflection: This was a personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote back in December of 2013 where the affected party going through a difficult time sought comfort from family and friends by reconnecting with them and working to maintain those relationships – only to have them turn against him/her making things much, much worse. This poem was inspired by true, heart wrenching events.