I Will Find You Poem by Charley Staines

Awaking in the dawn,
Cold, helpless, fragile as glass,
The rain knocks violently on my window,
The wind wistles aggressively amongst the trees,
Nature's army,
There to remind me, each and everyday,
My liberty is false, my control is none,
These chains that weigh me down,
Tied tightly around my heart,
My strained and vivid gasps, shouting to the world,
Exposing nature's cruelty, there is no sound,
I am a prisoner of my own despair,
I am held captive by my own perception,
Beset with anger and denied of courage,
Grief-stricken,
When nature has run its course, I will find you,
Cold, helpless, fragile as glass,
When I shatter, I will find you