thoughts!

I could see the storm growing in the distance.. the terror moves across my face... i grieve next to the streetlamp.. as the feathers of the swans fall around me .. I embrace for the storm as it get closer.. i return to my childhood fears as it sits in my soul...To know that terror, to know its all about to end makes it hard to breathe, hard to move.... I cant just stand here and watch as the rain starts to fall... I want to run but something hold me here to this spot... I cant seem to find the time to move to stand, to sit, to hold on to anything around me... Everything is flying .. flying so fast.... its almost here I feel it starting to lift me up as the heavens part... will I stay or will I go!