storm clouds

ominous clouds roll in with the thunder

clashing like the pots and pans from earlier on in the week

the ferocious roars of the wind keep on reminding me

of what our love used to be

you put your hands up in defense. even though what i said, had no offense

the lightning strikes bring me back to the days of having to hide

my arms, the scars.

baby, the storm clouds are rolling in

but you can’t see what your love has done to me

you say you’ll stop but once you’ve that bottle

you’re back to being on top

dominate my voice, where we go

murdered the option of a choice

the storm clouds are rolling in

got to find refuge

and get you far away from me