Lol wut?

I ain't no poet by any means, but I wrote this one thing that I have been told is pretty sweaty, so I decided to post it here. With any luck t will be so bad your eyes bleed.

There's a Storm Comin'

He bared his doors
And his windows he locked
Nothing would escape
His house, himself
Friends saw the signs
Clouds overhead
Together in lines
They begged to protest

To fight a flood
An endless parade
To fight a flood
An Endless parade

He clothed himself in black
Under the covers he hid
The water came down
Locking him in
His wife was outside
Admist the rain
She joined in the flood
And together they came

To fight a flood
An endless parade
To fight a flood
An Endless parade

They pounded his doors
Water rushed in
Nowheres to hide
In this hideous din
"Look what he wrought"
"Look what he sought"
The on lookers scoffed
And stuck up their nose
So much to fight
So little to gain
He lost his sight
Through all the pain

To fight a flood
An endless parade
To fight a flood
An Endless Charade

A light shown through
After the thousandth night
A breif interlude
To set it right

Not all things are lost
Not all can be gained
He payed the cost
And did not remain