Chaotic Silence of My Soul

The wind's angry whispers penetrate my mind.
Furious, it tries to make sense of my thoughts.
Rain pours onto my bedroom window,
Pounding the chaotic silence of my soul.

Trees wave their arms, alerting me of the danger.
A stranger from the scene, I watch from afar.
The scenes of my life seem to flood the glass,
As I watch it all from a safe distance, removed.

The reflection shows a girl trying to tame the disorder.
Her hair's pulled back from her face, no longer trying.
Her face, bare of makeup, echoes her lack of energy.
Outside, the wind rages on; in her soul.

The wind's bitterness persists, raging in my soul.
Trees continue their rythmic dance, writing on the wall.*
Rain pours onto my bedroom window,
Pounding the chaotic silence of my soul.

*writing on the wall: a warning.