My Scream Is Like Thunder

My scream, like thunder, tears through the night,
Without you, I vanish like smoke from candlelight.
My shattered life forces my sorrow to ascend,
For in your soul, I’m a moment that’s met its end.

I wander like a shadow in silence so hollow,
I search for you high where no mortal can follow.
But your chill cuts as sharp as a blade’s sudden thrust,
It shatters the core of what my soul once did trust.

Our bridges lie broken; no warmth can I glean,
All that once was is now burned, left unseen.
Love, like gray ashes, is scattered by years,
Yet my heart still beats, ever searching through tears.

Hope’s burning out like leaves fed to the flame,
You come to my side only in dreams all the same.
Within my illusions I find your soft grace,
And rise with a heartbreak that time can’t erase.

I seek out your warmth in the echoes of words,
Without them, I’m gripped by a fear darkly stirred.
I shout to the silence—perhaps you still hear—
In radiant memories, your spirit feels near.

This pain is a fire that blazes in me,
Unquenched, never touching the edge of what could be.
My heart still dreams it might reach for your heat,
Yet you burn every bridge, leaving hope incomplete.

My anguish transforms every hush to a cry,
Releasing a rhythm once broken and wry.
Love, ever-glowing, leads on through despair,
And carries a lesson unending and fair.