Dark clouds rolling in as far as the eye can see..
Was I really going to let this thing ...define me?

Strike of lightening... but there is no thunder..
My mind frantic as scattered thoughts, they wonder.

What if I did ..even though.. I know I didn't?
What if instead...it was my heart that failed to listen?

If I didn't need to over analyze everything I see..
If I didn't need to dissect everything that's said to me.

If I just stopped longing to chase the dangerous storm.
If I were more open to letting other things form.

My love, my need for the twister..
The painful crave of a stinging blister.