The Storm

There is an intractable storm

Wailing through my body

Railing against the boundary of my aching skin.

Crashing down

Pain rising

The rain touches everything

Raindrops like a thousand arrows

To pierce and puncture at all angles

Like saint Sebastian.

Unbroken rain leaves me sodden in agony

It permeates every barrier

To let the colours run

And soak up every drop of pain.

My skin, like stormy waves, swells

Around dislocated and misplaced bones

Dislodged by the screaming wind

Rushing me full force

Bones collide

I collapse

I'm dismantled by the gail

Lightning cracks the sky 

Nerves sizzle on electrocution 

My spine a lightning rod; drawing it all in

Scorching each vertebrae on it's way 

To the electrical storm in my brain

Feeding this consuming pain

A deep rumble through muscle

Spazm clatters, the sky shatters

Thunder rolls on through

Viscera vibrating

The sound fills the space

Culminating in a smarting crescendo.

The storm rages on

It's been raining all my life

The lightning the thunder 

Have flashed and crashed

Incessantly for seven long years

I've been told this storm will never end

I will never see these bruised clouds part 

That I wont see the sun again

This storm is chronic

There is no escape.

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