Ride out the storm,
ride out the storm,
that whips through your heart,
ride out the savagery,
that pervades you and that tears you apart,
ride out the thoughts,
that will make you turn from your path,
ride out people’s negativity,
that clambers to get into your mind,
and into your heart,
for you are better than those,
those who try to assuage you,
for only you truly know you,
and to let them in would be catastrophic,
for with your anger and rage,
they would quickly soon breathe their last,
and they would be left floating dead,
left floating dead,
and bloody in the water, in the river that rages past.
