IT is there,
or here?
Omipresent and Omnipotent.
like the wind,
as clique as that may sound.
Welcoming as a the spring breeze;
Or as biting as the winter frost;
And on some days...
THOSE days;
Dark and gloomy,
Consuming....
THEY become hurricanes.
without notice,
I'm drowning,
breathing IT in...
No... not breathing.
suffocating....
And when it's over,
I become most afraid,
bracing myself,
in the midst of the eye of the storm.
On THOSE days,
I'm reminded IT never goes away.
IT is always there,
or here?
IT shapes me,
IT makes me,
IT breaks me....
IT is my PAST....
THEY are my MEMORIES....
IT and THEY will no longer rule me,
for I am my own FUTURE.
