I Sense A Storm

I sense a storm.
The molten clouds are brewing,
The bitter, cold words spewing,
Frosty moods ensuing,

I sense a storm.
Rusty drains filling,
Chills over spilling,
Fury slowly killing,

I sense a storm.
Forgiveness washing away,
The thunder will have it's say,
The anguish here to stay,

I sense a storm.
Secure doors folding,
Scraps of peace, holding,
A different world, moulding,

I sense a storm.
Sitting tight and waiting,
Every second, hating,
Inwardly slating,

Here comes the storm.
Take shelter, run,
The anger has won,
No sign of forthcoming sun.