I stare at my window,
as the thunderbolt roars,
trembling with fear
as it makes it's loud sound;
hearing the drip drop on the walls, that's okay,
but hearing thunderbolt roar drives me away,
when I'm all alone and the current is gone
It's like a ghost haunting the place in total darkness,
And when the lightning joins in,
it scares me to death like a visit at the haunted estates;
most times I wish it was over
as the thunderstorm took long as a hour,
it was like torture
as I wrapped myself in the sheet,
trying to overcome my fear of thunder
while trembling with fear til the storm finally ends
©summer
S