her eye is above me,

her wrath upon me.

she's angry,

screaming.

i'm blinded by her light, my eyes forced shut,

oblivious for those moments,

those lapses in time.

she speaks to me in thunderous tones.

i find them beautiful; i cannot redirect myself.

her power is impending,

so delightfully devastating.

a twisted sense of serenity,

her strength is strangely refreshing,

anxiously calming.

for those split seconds, I become disoriented.

rearranged.

i'm treading ground with minimal sound while she's crashing

into me.

i hear her sounds, yet i can't come down.

please relieve me.

i don't have the strength to fight.



--Samara Gomez