Caught In The Middle

Just a young poem out of the top of my head, I hope you enjoy it! Feel free to criticize!

Despite the wandering Dawn's patchy light

And the brewing pot of bellows and ozone out West

I stood caught in the middle

My thoughts pulled tight

My heart rumbling beneath my chest

Despite the constant battle

With Deep clashes and pillars of light

I took a hesitant step towards the blushing girl

And shook a sigh of relief

As the storm yelped backwards in shy