Letters for No One: 7. Storm

My heart's a storm

my mind's running through endless circles

going through each event that passed by

I contemplate as each memory

makes it harder to breathe

The storm carried in its wind

every single heavy feeling

scattering them bit by bit

through each part of my body

And I ache

then felt numb suddenly

The storm had passed

pieces of my life

now again scattered

I picked them up one by one

carefully gluing them

as if I have the will

to make it whole gain.