As you storm away,
I drop like a crashing plane.
But the ground isn't there to catch me anymore
And I tumble, sinking, through ice-cold waters,
A bottomless pit,
Of all the cracks I avoided,
Brimming with the tears I cry,
As the days thunder on
Without you.
My mind can tell my heart
"Stop bleeding," but
It cannot staunch the waterfall.
Your radio whirrs on.
Is it real or am I just hoping?
It spits out names,
but never yours.
Last night it rained but there were no clouds.
I watch the skies, pleading each star
To keep you safe.
The breeze catches my hair and blasts the tears from my face.
I feel you on the wind.
It brings you home.
The Storm by BrokenPromise
Chapter Endnotes: Thank you to everyone who helped me with this poem over on the boards: to Natalie, to Ellie, and to Maple.