Ticking numbers

  Numbers race across my mind.
Time releases the ticking.
  Small clicking as I stumble.
Fall flat yet unharmed and
  reeling a hearty chuckle.

Thunder rumbles deep inside. Me,
the earth, the darkest night
sky.

Oh how a downpour is needed.
A monsoon desired. A flood to
rip away the horrible fear.

  Open my eyes. Carried high a
torch that burned. Buried
deep the emotions.

   I am a sister, once again.

      Always a friend.

       A rainbow after the
   raging storm.

     Am a refreshing, cool
          breath?

    Just inhale. Sweet
      memories. Laugh with me.

           Hope for me, as I you.