The Mighty Storm and A Weak Heart

The thundering grew harsher while the land gave way.

Soil cracked open and for death made way.

The might of the clouds, destruction was hell-bent.

The weakest of hearts were but heaven sent.

Turmoil took over and darkness swallowed the land,

Weak heats searched for shelter in otherwise barren sand.

Struck not just by lightening but the indifference they showed

To the sun. And the warmth of the days they ignored.

The weaker they grew the stronger was the storm.

For these hearts saw no light or even hope of a day that’s warm.

But that’s what happens when you keep your heart in the dark too long.

It succumbs to its weakness and thinks it can never be strong.

Teach your heart to believe that there’s sunshine after the rain

And that with every storm that comes its way, there’s joy after the pain.

Losing Control - Fan Request #1

I've lost control of that part of me that makes decisions at every step
I've lost control of knowing to differ right from left.
My eyes cant see what's wrong when something's definitely not right,
But my body's got no energy to even try to Fight.

What causes me to be so uncoordinated these days?
Why cant my mind be a little more focused?
Have all sense escaped and gone away
can I blame it on that unexpected kiss?

Yes, i cannot lie, i felt weak the moment he came close,
I would have stopped him had I known it would do this to me
But who am I kidding, I longed for it with cold toes
But now my senses are no longer free.

I was given a warning, they all told me what would happen,
But I was naive and I just had to know for sure.
In my mind I imagined it all so well,
Little did I know it would bite me and have me sore.

It was beautiful no doubt, I cannot deny that fact,
But smitten and probably not even ready, it was a wee bit too overwhelming.
And here i am wondering if i am where i'm supposed to be
Losing control of myself, not knowing what else is in store for me.