The Storm

Behind these eyes I have hidden my true self, I am unapologetic for it because what I hide is all of me. Few will ever get the chance to see me, because the storm of thoughts that lay behind them bring with it a wind of change.

Who is it that will capture these storms and bring rest to these perpetual troubled seas?

Who will catch the lightning, and grasp it so close that the pulse of heat will radiate through their fingers until, the brilliance of light burns my image into their eyes?

I will always hold a storm because this is part of me, the person that will love me will know this.They will know summer when my heart sings,when my eyes flash upon them and dance as I keep that moment forever, imprinted in the great halls of my memory.

They will see the storms and weather through them by my side,they will be my lighthouse and guide me to them when winds howl and seas rage.

For the person that will anchor me through these times, and stand fast in the violent winds I will allow to see the true me. They will see me dance in the summer breeze as the sun blushes my skin, they will hold my heart and hear my spirit sing as my eyes become alive. It is then and only then that they will know the true me.

They will know the passion I possess for all that I love and all that love me, they will see my strength and know I am a force of raw nature hidden within my own storms.

For I am a storm, I am the summer sun and whether my spirit is broken a thousand times I will fight. I will fight with the ferocity of all of nature so that I will always be me, I will be the seasons of the year, ever-changing and forever true to what and whom I really am.

It will be the lighthouse keeper of my heart that will witness this, it will be then that they know that there is no other like me, they will anchor themselves by my side and we will sail into the future.Confident that whatever storms are carried by the winds of change we will weather, forever together.

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One thought on “The Storm

  1. I Love to read this as it reminds me of me sometimes because when I read certain lines It feels like I am trying to break through all the notions that other people have of me and you are just saying “this is me and this is who I am and the person I choose will know me and will get me , all of me and all of my little quirkes and ways, I love your writing and I am itching to read more so please write more and more and more xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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