calm storm

The air is crackling with tension, the wind feels a little heavy and blows a tad too strong.

In the sky, a swirling pool of dark clouds begin to form, and everyone around gets an eerie premonition of something sinister that's brewing in the town.

And there I sit in the eye of tornado. Surrounded by calamitous storm and chaos.

Calm and peace is all I ever ask for.

If there ever was a wish of mine that never came true

is of adults that can't be calm and have panic attacks all the time

I am young and I'm scared

I can't cry out for help from someone who is drowning with fear too

Painfully waiting day by day

Hoping not to just get by but for something to get better

for a progress

all noises blocked out

I deafen myself for my heart and pride couldn't suffer through

another beatings and abuse

mentally checking my temper

keeping my expression neutral

soothing words for my own ears

because no other would believe what mine own wouldn't call lies

please stop putting all the blames on me