3/11/11

Fearnhouse Forecast
By FearnHouse



Tossing tornados entwined with thoughts provoking self-treachery, ensuring a rapid departure from la Universidad

Spewing cyclones containing the constant clamor of disagreements and corrupted minds

Heaving hailstones scaled to the size of a pin-destroyer that impale our emotions as we spit them forth from our lashing tongues; cruel intentions, indeed

A devastating downpour of misconstrued meanings drown a love, once so buoyant, yet now, beginning to sink to the Johnny Deppths

Flash floods sweep away any ambitions my feeble mind tries to tether, guaranteeing myself of the daily ditched discussion and the reliable unfinished assignment

Cloud cover blocks my vision from the clarity as my days grow darker in the everlasting Antarctic night



Frozen, my mind grows dim and apathetic

Unable to complete a beneficial task

Unable to quarrel the quicksand that leeches life out of my plummeting self-annihilation



Yet a warmth brushes against my skin, as I see your beautiful UV rays piercing the canopy of depression,

dulling the serrated edges that yearn to deplete my hunger to succeed

The heat rejuvenates my brain, sparking life and imagination that was left in a wandering hibernation through the abyss of Discordia

You have weathered the storm that came to demolish me,

leaving a brilliant sunshine in its wake

You’ve collected me, and sent me back through the Water Cycle, and I hope I condense somewhere in Arica, Chile, so I don’t fall down for quite some time


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I am 20 years old and am attending Harper College, working towards a degree in Mathematics Education. Writing is something that I enjoy and keeps me sane, and if my work can help me get by, hopefully it can help someone else, too.