It's torrents and whirlwind
In this mind field
That I lay bare with my soul churn
Agony written in my heart
Pain cuts deep to my bone
Aches to name the weight that bends my will

How I wish could quiet a thousand voices
Each one brut but none my own
Lost in a maze,  silence ensued
A whisper feels too loud
Caged in my own battleground
Couldn't find the words to roar
It clings, persistent like the flow of a river cutting through the earth's veins

Eyes wide but drowning,a tide made of thoughts
Silence becomes a scream
If only peace could drip through these cracked dry seams
And hold the ache until it's still
For now I'll let the chaos gnaw
These fragments of a soul in fight
Waiting for  the right words to flow
To piece me whole and soothe the ache

It's torrents and whirlwind
In this mind field
That I lay bare with my soul churn
Agony written in my heart
Pain cuts deep to my bone
Aches to name the weight that bends my will