“A storm falls at sea
As fast as my eyes blink;
The sun disappears in a heartbeat,
Rain falls imperiously over me.
I cannot sail through it smoothly,
My ship is rocked back and forth violently
As I lose sight of everything,
Forced to wait for the lightning.
With the thunder cry above my head
I can’t hear my own thoughts,
To go on and persist feels like hell
Obliging me to make decisions on the spot.
The sun always comes back, that’s for sure
And ships can survive more than this, that’s true,
But I can’t shake the feeling that storms of hell
Only happen when I don’t feel like myself…”