Thunderstorm

Here is where you can find me, alone with my eyes closed,
afraid to show who I really am but Love selflessly with my soul exposed,
fighting to suppress memories that haunt my thoughts,
tired of trying, I've given in to the feeling and all the pain that its brought,
so I walk through the storm crying, crippled and weakened,
hiding, writing the words I couldn't utter, cause I'm too weak to speak them,
but I think of You in peace as the lightning roars, as I stroll through this thunderstorm,
reminiscing how You Love them as You actualize in many forms,
the light to my soul... as thoughts of You keep me warm.