In my mind a tapping,
in my chest a pain,
it becomes a rapping,
to accompany the rain.

The thunder of my heart,
strikes lightning in my toes,
I caused it to start,
better than any foe.

Twisting winds of destruction,
deep within my soul,
constantly changing my construction,
I am never truly whole.

A tidal surge of emotion,
warms me from inside,
my joints lubricate with lotion,
minty freshness in my stride.

A torsion twisting in my back,
mental sinkholes ******* sounds,
I am under full attack,
and cannot go to ground.