Hurricane Me

I live in a hurricane

But it’s not called Katrina

No, it goes by my name

I don’t have to be on the coast or by the ocean

No, it will find me even in constant motion

The rain falls from my eyes hot and warm

I created a thunderstorm

The lightning builds within

And when I strike, it looks like sin

I am a tornado

Causing destruction and damage

It can’t be fixed

Even with a bandage

I am an earthquake

I make the ground shake and tremble

Like a crashing cymbal

Constantly, however, I am a drizzle

Of rain

Fighting with joy against the pain

I live in a hurricane