Thunder and lightning flash in the darkness

Behind some far away mountains that I have never been

It’s not possible to tell if the storm is coming or going

I feel tension in the air

I am alert in case of disaster

The boys I used to know are crying out my name

Sometimes it keeps me up at night

The dreams never make sense, they don’t connect

I feel it in the morning

I feel it biking along the road

I want to go ahead faster, if it is safe, if I am skilled enough

Their voices tell me not to go

Something is doomed

I check my rear view mirror and no one is there

So I keep going

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