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Calm Before the Storm

My soul was calm before the storm,
before the realization of what was the norm,
for in the darkened hour and words exchanged,
who would have known a life was changed.
Right-side-up was turned up-side-down,
and my life vest failed as I began to drown,
but no one saw it and no one would see
how I was left all alone amongst the debris
of what was now and what was before
and my broken soul that lay scattered on the floor.
And as if on cue, the storm did come,
washing away the pieces of what I had become.
Still the clouds cried above me as my own tears drained,
tears that were bottled and I thought were contained.
But with no umbrella or an end in sight,
I sat huddled in misery through the darkened night.
And though day would break, the sun never came,
for I knew that the storm had long extinguished my flame.
Yet I had still hoped there would be an alteration
that would see to it that I got salvation,
but when truth is false and myths are fact,
what we thought was real was merely abstract.
So as I sit here and think while not wanting to conform,
I'll remember back to when all was calm before the storm.

Author notes

This would be another poem that I wrote to get my thoughts down on paper. For some reason the line, "calm before the storm," was really ingrained into my head tonight, so I went with it and this poem is what came out of it. I just let myself go with this, so most of it has a lot of deeper and different meanings to me personally, but I guess that is what poetry is all about.

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  • Superb Plus +

    Ah, you have summed up, quite nicely, several periods of my own life. I wrote about them in my series on "Depression". You have expressed your thoughts quite well; and imagery; rhythm, and rhyme are just fine, as well. Thanks for sharing.

    Here's the URL series on "Depression":

    http://allpoetry.com/list/57529-Depression

  • Gaby137
    September 27
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    i love this poem!

  • foundbutlost
    September 26

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    "Still the clouds cried above me as my own tears drained, tears that were bottled that I thought were contained." love the idea behind this

    "but when truth is false and myths are fact, what we thought was real was merely abstract." feelings are such liars, are they not