the storm clouds have rolled in but no rain is falling the wind is blowing but there is no fierce howling the weather just matches me blurred like my mind gray like my mood windy like my words The lightning flashes in the distance yet i hear no thunder so far away just like i am. caught in the clouds foggy and sharp when the rain comes i will weep to keep this pace i cannot break it i am linked with it unknowingly yet strongly. it cannot be broken no matter how... i watch the wind blowing i long to hear it howl i long to be deafened to all else i want to be blown away with it i see the gray clouds i wan them to envelop me i imagine i'm floating within them getting lost forever i want the rain to come i want to sit in it to freeze and think to calm and enrage me i want to become the storm inflicting my fury on the world for no reason at all...