waking up after the storm
and wondering when you missed it
bearing witness to the severed connections
and lack of power
that was borne into existence
wondering how you slept through
something so life changing
people missing
people gone
people there's no replacing
arguments
and jealousy
and people to self centered
wondering what was done to deserve it
left asking questions
here i am
here i lie
borne into confusion
mourning a death that has had so long since
it happened
you were the storm
you were the chaos
you were the hurricane
leaving us behind and battered
and then fading away
