The Storm

I lay here in bed
And watch the sky light up
It's a flash of white light
Maybe blue
I can not tell

It's scary to watch
But I lay here brave
It's deafening to hear
But I lay here striving to keep my hearing
It's scary to feel
But I don't let the movement affect me

The storm rages on
The rain hits the roof,
The pavement,
The cars,
The windows.

The storm battles
It battles the lightening
And the deafening thunder

The storm always wins
Why?
Because thunder and lightening
They're only possible with the storm.