• clifton2 5w


    I'll wait for clouds and thunder,
    Without the slightest fear,
    I come alive on days like this,
    When the storms are drawing near,
    The vibrant electricity,
    Nature has to soon dispel,
    To jolt awake my certainty,
    That I was made for hell,
    Laughing loudly with the lightning,
    Running fast, into the rain,
    With no thoughts of safety,
    I'll repeat, time and again,
    I feel baptized in angry settings,
    I feel complete within the fire,
    Of a million volts of energy,
    Lifting my conscience higher.