The Storm

A storm resides in me.

It grows when I’m alone.

Sometimes I feel it could consume me.

I can’t contain it no matter how hard I try.

My mind becomes foggy and I can’t think.

How can I tame it?

Then I hear her voice.

She tells me to stop fighting it, instead embrace it.

Once I did that the fog lifted.

Now the storm has become my strength.

It has empowered me to grow.

The Storm made me strong and it healed my soul.