A Beginning From an End to Begin Again

I'm struggling through choices
listening out for voices
feeling a desolate dirt road at my back
a lack of fire for the fight
as I zombie through my life.
I seek to hear a voice
a calling from the deep
a thunder rolling through
to shake me from my waking sleep.
I need a lightening through and through
to change my every being
every cell down to the bone
every sequence of my DNA
every piece of me I've ever known
in every possible way.

So I stand against this storm
the roar of wind
the sting of rain drops on my face.
I scream,
"AM I AWAKE?!
AM I ALIVE?!
::thunder and lightening responding back::
CAN I BE SAVED?!
WILL I SURVIVE!?"
I scream until my breath is gone
until I feel I'd break apart
my flesh
my face is flushed
there's nothing left
...and so it starts.
~PsySol