Like a hurricane it comes

Slow but fast

Terrifying then peace

Like a hurricane it comes

Like a tsunami it comes

In waves it comes

It comes

There then gone

When you make it through

You throw a party

But yet it’s still there

Never leaving 

Never on vacation 

Like a tornado it comes

Rushing 

Destroying

Swirling 

Then gone

Like a thunderstorm it comes

You see it coming

You feel it coming 

Coming from all sides 

A mic drop victory 

But 

It haunts you

Never leaving

Why does it never leave?

Why? 

I ask myself so many times

Long ago I lost count

But yet I keep asking

Why?

Why? 

It comes

Why me? 

Why am I the one suffering?

Why am I the one limited? 

It comes

Like a drum solo it comes

Pounding

Loud 

Unforgettable 

Like a roaring fire it comes

Destroy

It roars 

It comes

Hard to describe 

I ignore it 

But 

It comes

I do my best to prevent it

But I have no power over it

That would be like me having the power over the weather

I don’t and neither do you

Causes so many problems 

It comes 

Complications it causes 

It comes

Messes me up 

In so many ways

Too many ways

But that’s another poem for another time

Like a bomb it comes

All the sudden

Out of nowhere

It comes

Like a spot light it comes 

Blinding 

But still 

There then gone

While common

In others 

I still feel alone

It comes

Leaving me with no energy 

No motivation 

Drains me

It comes

I do my best to act normal 

Normal I tell myself

But still 

It comes

For others

To whom it doesn’t come

They don’t understand 

And I pray they never do

For those that understand 

One day 

One day we will have relief

One day

One day it won’t come

It won’t come

No more 

No more 

It won’t come like a hurricane

Like a tsunami 

Like a tornado 

Like a thunderstorm 

It won’t come like a drum solo

Like a roaring fire

Like a bomb

Like a spotlight

One day it will never come again.