Shaken Poem by playdough person

here i am
in a storm i stand
no where for cover, no shelter

what happens
if i give in to the wind
will it drift me away
to a better tym and day
or will it throw me to the rapids
where i will cease to exist

if i see the sun
do i go towards it, do i run
do i fight
do i hide
should i turn around
where someday i'll become found

do i run into the storm
or is that what i avoid
where does it lead
should i trust it, or is it just a dream

should i believe
should i run and scream
these days are so long
and becomeing prolonged

i'm giving up
feeling as if i'm stuck
i melt into the breeze
drifting away with ease
feeling a false sence of peace

a crack of thunder
i drift just under
the noise becomes louder
as lightning make things apear to be shattered

i become lost in tym
in this storm, me u shall never find
danceing with the clouds
here the heart within me is sound

the lightning strike
and my mind it wipes
eraseing my pain
helping my once again become sane

rain is pooring down
flooding keeps me floating above just the ground
all the nosies around
all the sudden the storm just seems to drowned

my mind is cleared
which seems to melt away my fears
this storm has shaken me
and in the end has saved me

the storm is comeing to a close
about this ride i'll make sure no one knows
from here i must continue
i will yurn to the storm anytym i need to be rescued

i must return to the hell
for awhile i was freed from my cell
i must make my leave
it will be awhile before i can return to this peace