A Dark Place to Be

 Walking down this dark and endless road
Not even the twinkle from a star glowed
Wind blowing like the air before the rain
Silent until the rumbling of a passing train
Then the trees start swaying side to side
Sometimes feeling that I should run and hide
The wind starts twisting around real hard
Taking it all in deeply in the highest regard
Debris starts flying from places not known
It's the storm that I relate but have never shown
Spinning around wondering what I should do
Stand real strong or run to somewhere new
But then I realize the storm is under my skin
The pain of life fighting this war deep within
So why would I run when it follows me everywhere
My rage inside is nothing to really compare
I have this emotion that my friends call bright
But they really don't see what happens at midnight