Storm Inside





There's a storm brewing,

Brewing inside of me.

I don't know what to do,

But it's not hard to see.

I keep hearing the cries,

For all who dies.

The tears of a mother,

Who will never see her child.

The heartache of a father,

With only memories.



There's a storm brewing,

Brewing inside of me.

If I shall surrender my life,

It will be for the whole world to see.

I wish to be with my family,

My brothers and sisters who have a place for me.

Yet still, I choose to live on this

Rollercoaster ride,

Called Life; but what is life?

Without the ones you love.



There's a storm brewing,

Brewing inside of me.

I know what I must do,

To live my life for those that

Their checks came due.

Freedom comes at a cost,

That most dare not take.

Those that do,

We must respect.

For We The People, Never suspect.



There's a storm brewing,

Brewing inside of me.

My reason for living,

Is because I don't want to

Cause anymore pain.

PTSD is not something that just goes away,

It's an everyday occurrence for those that stay.

Is this the life I chose?

I guess it is, I suppose.



There's a storm brewing,

Brewing inside of me.

It's not hard for you to see,

Stay away, stay away from me.