Through The Storm Poem by Denice Woods

My tears flow
like torrential rain.
My heart is drowning in
existential pain.
My legacy, my life's work
washed away
down the drain.
I thought I would never write again,
yet here I am.
Pen in hand like a bolt of lightening.
I never knew life could be so frightening.
My words have become stronger than my enemy's demands.
They thought they were stronger than me,
but even in a copious storm I've foiled your plans.
I swam in your cesspool of lies, deceit and fear.
I can finally cleanse my soul with these tears.
THE STORM IS FINALLY OVER.