Words like a tornado that howl and surround me.
Blocking out the sunlight, letting no way to see.
The gust of the tornado’s wind sounds like a hungry beastly roar.
Vibrating the ground beneath me as I cannot stand on it anymore.
Most gossip and rumors fly in my way leaving me
cuts and bruises that area left upon my heart.
Like rocks and stones as they were, they
made my soul feel like as if it’s falling apart.
I hated the darkness and the loneliness that I felt
being trapped inside of the tornado’s hole.
Looking up wishing for a clearing I remember,
as I try to regain myself again to become whole.
My hope was like a blanket that I used to shield
myself while my prayers were being said.
Just waiting out the time for everyone to leave me alone,
and for them to also get out of my head.
My tears were more like tears of sympathy
that I had for myself for being weak.
No bravery, courage, or confidence I found in myself
not finding the strength enough to even speak.
Words, gossip, and rumors that’s all
what the tornado really was that surrounded me.
Taking away my life which
was my sunlight, so I couldn’t see.