My Forcast

..I'm so tired.

My body is shutting down.
Hopefully I'll regain strength soon.

When it rains, it pours. And when it's cold, it hails.

I'm ready for this storm to end.
My tears alone, can create it's own ocean.
I pray these winds will soon die down.
The waves from my own ocean can destroy this town.

But as I lay and fall asleep tonight.
I'll dream of the beginning when that Northern star was so bright.
As a man that was found falsely-guilty, I fall in His place.
But as He waits there for me, I'll soon see His face.

I guess it isn't so bad after all.