The vortex

My mind is a vortex,
a whirlwind of thoughts, beliefs and desires.
Creativity oozing up to the surface of every pore, determination dancing circles within.

What with all these factors in one soul, success seems imminent?

The vortex has other ideas for this one.

Desire now destined to get lost in the mass clutter of thoughts,
counter-arguements penetrating all beliefs that once seemed so absolute,
fire rupturing and destorying all creativity that  lives.

My mind is a vortex, and i am my mind.