Feeling the storm

A storm is coming

Full of danger

and someone who won’t heed

I feel the vibrations

As the sky crackles

so my mind travels

to a place of calm and serenity

the rain comes down

pouring, relentless, and surprisingly warm

I smile and trudge slowly on

because I have always been a little odd

the night air does not scare me

I don’t know why exactly

Maybe because

It’s refreshing to know

you can start over

the very next day

and have the possibility

of a nice, sound piece of mind