Blocked Out

The storm is loud;
The wrath of the sky is here,
But I have its furious screams
Blocked out by music in my ears.
The earth shakes;
The clouds flash and glow,
But I have the pulsing anger
Blocked out by rock and roll.
The growls of thunder are strong;
The roars of guitars are louder,
But I still fight to keep the sky
Blocked out by my headphones.

The world is loud.
My music is louder.
The storm is rough.
My beats are rougher.
The storm of life--
My music keeps me alive
Because I have the thunder
Blocked out.