Hurricane

There's a storm brewing in my heart.
A tornado mixed with a bit of hail,
forming in the clouds of arteries
and the trails of blood.

There's a storm brewing in my heart.
A tsunami wave picking up the dust
and debris of a shattered heart,
tearing at the seams and foundations.

There's a storm brewing in my heart.
A hurricane ready to explode,
ready to rip through the cells,
ready to flood my heart with shadows.

A storm once brewed in my heart.
And it never stopped.