Gathering storm clouds

Again the storms are brewing
Gathering clouds smears the moon
Shaking from the cold within
A hand held out to shield from gloom
This, the constant chaos
The howling of a tainted soul
So distant now what hope was growing
So distant
Now my heart grows cold
And with the rain, the searing pain
The tears that leave you hollow
Comes nothing but despair
Again
The storms are brewing...