Stuck in This Stormy Place

I'm stuck in this stormy place
where blood drops instead of rain
where leaves dance to the sorrowful tune
in the mountain's grumbles that emanates

After years of isolation have made me
weak and unable to speak
I reached for the door
but I fell limp and lifeless on the floor

So there I lay naked, cold and afraid
stuck in this stormy place
Will I ever be able to leave this place?
Will I ever?