Inside I feel a savage storm
it gales and then pales
then blusters through m,y sopul
My mind is filled with chaos
as the fierce blasts of thought
erupt my waking hours
My dreams run rough and wild
as the tempest brews within
I have no control over the twister
My whirlwind is private
I've learned to tame the storm
learned to manage the rush
My wildness builds auspiciously
I've trained my storms into silence
until I'm alone and pensive
then it lets loose with fervor