The Storm

Dark grey and cloudy skies Rain pouring down from on high Thunder booms loud with a crash Through darkness light cuts with a gash   My own heart is beating in tune My tears like the rain fast pour down My mind like the dark cloudy night In me there is no light   The skies being torn by the storm It’s doing the land so much harm The sun is cut out, there’s no hope The world doesn’t know how to cope   My heart is torn up like the skies No feeling for everything dies In my thoughts there is so much despair Should I even try to care?