The Storm Poem by Brandy Sue Wells

When this storm finally passes and you wonder how you made it through so each day that passes and learn what to do how to deal with it inside prison you think you made a brand that's all over with and bars close once again not even sure if the World is still the same deal for you and they're moving forward each and every day.One thing that is certain.When you come out.You will not be the same person who walked in.Although many people ride the same storm over and over again.Oh myself I'll never forget the storm that I was in but I'll try to prevent ever going back again when I put an alarm is around your neck and tell you I love you and I hope you never go back I pray to God every day that my children hate that storm that never ends.