just a storm.

i cling to the wreckage,
while i float in this tempest.
there’s no ship to go back to,
while there’s no ground for feet to find.

i can’t let go while there’s hope in my heart.

sharks swim menacingly near,
while devils dance in the waves.
lightning tears across the black sky,
while thunder sounds out my terror.

i can’t let go while there’s hope in my heart.

gravity offers me a deep grave,
while mountains toss me about.
wind chills my helpless wetness,
while i burn within without fire.

i can’t let go while there’s hope in my heart.

a voice in the darkness calls out
“fool, there’s no hope for you here. let go.”
while i answer the emptiness stoically
“i have hope in my heart because i won’t let go.”