Aurora

The thundering rain cuts through the crowd.
It's the voice of madness amplified loud.
Screams of joy, rage, sorrow and pain
Too many emotions to palm in this melodramatic rain.

A tiny flicker sets off in the gloom of the night.
Glimmer of hope saying, "Everything is going to be alright."
Promises made at the hold of both hands
But broken dreams seep through like sand.

The wailing winds burn through the walls
With a dancing rhythm and a trancing squall.
Breathing the life that cannot be seen
Leaves one to live a life on the inbetween.

The shattering silence speeds in all directions
Eliminating all doubt and bequeathing only a reflection.
Looking deep it's a pull in into the final hour
Where the angels are waiting for their meat to devour.