Storms of abuse then freedom

Storms of abuse then freedom

Across the years that have came and gone

one within the storm of chaos and abuse

but even within the storm there hope

weather the stormy days stand ageist the strong winds

do not let them destroy the kind heart within

for a time let everything pass was if it was clouds

for within the storms one has to set aside the emotions

they not gone but buried deep so they can not be used to harm you more

but as the storm dies down one finds a peace that can not be explained

as quietness at times in only the center of the storm

as within the quietness when one looks they see dark clouds coming

but in the end the storm die down for good

as you blown away to a safe places away from the storm of abuse

freedom come but at a cost to be safe cost too

but in the end it worth the cost as to be out of the storm of abuse is to be free

stormie and paws