Bolts you hurled.

Platinum flashes
Hardsharp crashes
Lightning. Thunder.
First drop splashes
Then I’m flooded
Blood studded with pearls of fierce passion
Drowning in a fashion
Clashing with the world
Dreaming and dying on diamonds
In midnight swirls
Catching all those bolts you hurled.



Dark clouds
Gather behind me,
Whisper about my life.

Untrue words
Rip like lightning,
Burning up my sky.

Hateful shame
Drops like rain
Aiming for my mind.

Enemy voices
Peal and roll
Thunder across with lies.

Good thing I brought my umbrella.