I knocked as thunder boomed.

I knew I was doomed.

My door was locked and rain was pouring.

All that while my roommate was snoring.

Rocks I was tossing.

Thunder was booming.

My my a threat was looming.

The storm was scary.

It’s driving me crazy.

Oh why oh why is my roommate so lazy?

Thunder was booming.

Dark clouds became darker.

Thunders grew louder.

I was the closest thing for thunder to devour.

Now we encounter.

At my final hour.

Where I eventually meet my end…