Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 You Underestimated Me

You were warned of my coming, yet

Chose to defy me and to stay.

Others tried to say that your bet

Against me was the loser's way.

From the ocean I came ashore

With winds and rains that sought you out.

You thought I'd give less but gave more.

Forced to your attic, sweating doubt,

You tried to call for help but none

Could safely come to your domain.

You had to admit I was one

Hell of an awful hurricane.

You think I'm finished, but not true,

Because I have my eye on you.