Living in a storm everyday, Words of thunder, anger, put downs, things done wrong. Stabbing with your words, stabbing with your hands. Nothing is good enough, everybody is wrong. What you say is to be a secret, what you do is to stay behind closed doors. Pouring over me everyday, heavy, I drenched, I'm soaked. Just want to run away, run, hid, escape this nightmare I have been living. Kind words come the storm lingers, wounds within, wounds without. Love you say? Feels more like salt rubbed in. I scream words back, I lash out in return. Hungry for peace living in the storm everyday. I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm wounded, I'm cold. Tired of the awful words, hungry for peace, wounded inside and out, I'm cold inside no more to give. This time I escape, this time I'm free, this time I'm dry, I'm safe, hope comes gently, wounds begin to heal through the tears. Peace there is quite, no harsh words spoken, I'm warming up the chill of fear is going away. I look outside the sky is blue, storm clouds have drifted away. Teach me to stay clear of storms everyday.