Calm midst the storm

By lost the lonely dead •
Torrents of events rain down
Looking up the eye visible
Stuck in a rock and a hard place
Will i survive this storm?
A waves curles up ready to pounce
Mustering all strengths hanging tight
Holding on for a hope of sunshine
Hail thrashing my plans of harvest
Prayers answered only with thunder
Wind making my head swim confused
Will i survive this storm?
The stom unrelenting yet dulls
Pulling together my thoughts tight
Grasping the reality of hopelessness
Resolve pummeling the storm's fight
Watching the light midst the tunnel
Numbness colliding with my senses
I must survive this storm
New direction still brainstorming
Questions finding answers slowly
Painfully accepting these truths