Poetic Trials

I brought the storm to your door

Wind howling from my fingertips

My eyes thundered

These words flashed and crackled against you

And you had to take a step back

I told you to be careful

But you kept wishing for more

And giving less

You called me unpredictable

So I brought the storm to your door

To let the chaos unravel on your floor

And you sit there unable to say a word

As every movement I make

Quaked and trembled the floor

I would not cry for you

Just let these emotions rain down

Until you were drowning in your own actions

And collapsing under your hollow words

I warned you to be careful

But you kept wishing for more

And giving less

So I brought the storm to your door

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