Darkened Storms

thunder crashes
it's just flutters of lashes
that cause these gashes
making fiends

the rain splatters
not that it really matters
it's all just tatters
in these jeans

my heart broken
without even a token
need to be woken
from these dreams

fighting through fog
need to find the missing cog
lies become a smog
so it seems

raining harder
now I've become a martyr
truths growing tarter
no more teams

night fades to day
I've got to find my own way
to find a sun ray
under beams