The Storm

The crash of thunder,
Keeps me awake.
The flash of lightning,
Makes me quake.

Rain violently thrashes,
Against my window.
Shaking with fear,
As the tears start to flow.

I cover my ears,
Begging to stop.
The painful memories,
As in the pillow, I sob.

The rain is my tears,
The thunder, your shouts.
The lightning, our anger.
The storm stops, I blackout.

The screaming is gone,
The pain and the tears.
I no longer care,
About my old fears.

You are gone forever,
As the blackness sinks deep.
Finally, after so long,
In peace, I can sleep.