After the Wind

The sun sets and slowly the dark comes,

With it all the fears that keeping away I try.

The memories and lies, all in one sum,

And the struggle to leave it all behind.



There’s a storm coming and it has my name,

Will it destroy or renew, it must be seen,

Will we walk further or stay the same,

For the day ahead and for you I keep aching...



The wind whips me with its gusts and sand,

The pain on the skin becomes the pain within.

Will the storm cease now on my command,

Will the answers reach me with the wind.



The season will again change with time,

The times will change when is season.

A storm will hit again this heart of mine,

And after the wind I’ll search for the reasons.