Forecasts

Pouring rain on the forecast again,
Thunder, lightning, and hard winds.
Tornado warning to the east,
Tearing up all there is.
Earthquake to the west,
Breaking up the fragile buildings.
Tsunami from the south,
To wash away the shore.
And tears from my aching heart,
That can take no more.

The forecast stays the same inside my brain,
For many years it's gone unshattered.
Everyday my heart's been battered,
Each week nothing else mattered.
But one day the forecast will read,
"Bright and sunny, no rain, no tears,
Clear of any unwanted fears."
And on that day when I wake up,
I will remember those years
Of cloudy thoughts.

Pouring rain on the forecast again,
Thunder, lightning, and hard winds.
Tornado warning to the east,
Threatening all that is.
Earthquake to the west,
Bringing down the abandoned buildings.
Tsunami coming from the south,
To wash away the sandy shore.
And tears from my dried up eyes,
That just can't cry for me anymore.