Quitened storm

If I say a word
with dried up tears
and choked voice
I mean - I mean it!

Don't take this as my weakness
As there is a storm
that awaits behind the tears
a roar behind choked voice

When they rise-all falls
Neither you nor anything stays

But the storm
will not leave me either
Will swallow me deep down
never to rise again

Quitened storm

If I say a word
with dried up tears
and choked voice
I mean - I mean it!

Don't take this as my weakness
As there is a storm
that awaits behind the tears
a roar behind choked voice

When they rise-all falls
Neither you nor anything stays

But the storm
will not leave me either
Will swallow me deep down
never to rise again