Storms

You called me out among dark clouds and hurricane force winds into a world I swore broke me once before.

I hid my face, because I never wanted to go back to those places where I felt alone, abandoned -
but here you are, calling me back into the storm.

They say you never really know somebody until you have lived their nightmares alongside their dreams.
But I hid those fears miles deep, because if that's how I learn to love and find myself, forever lost I will be.

You called me out to my dark where I crave the company of genuine hearts and taught me that mine could feel.

You called me out to my dark and beckoned me to let go of my dream of warm comfort and walk into the storm.

I worry through your words that once again I will forget to breathe.
I worry through your words that I will lose myself in the engulfing darkness.

Some days I still don't believe in the light,
I fight my way through dark alleys and cold nights.

But as I look up I see you there,
Not fazed by the storm,
A reminder of your light inside of me.