The Storm Within Poem by Erika Wingo

The Storm Within

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There's a constant storm that brews
Within me
Every day it gathers strength
Wreaking havoc everywhere it goes
Stretching on for miles
In both width and length
Powerful and loud
Through my head it pounds
Unable to find shelter
It snatches me up and sucks me in
I am powerless to stop it
No matter what, it always wins
Dark and deadly
It rages on
Bearing down with wicked wrath
Destroying whatever
Is in its path

Out of my control
I'm out of control
The demons rise up
And spit on my soul
The constant need
The screaming ache
Begins to spread
Everyone beware
The storm is coming
Be prepared

Sunday, September 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Addiction
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Erika Wingo

Erika Wingo

St. Paul, Minnesota
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