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Dec 2014
There's a storm in my head
With never ending thoughts
unwanted emotions
In my brain, they rot

They fall like a downpour
Sporadically they tumble
I can't speak of them when I try
my mouth freezes and stumbles

I fear it's too late
My mind seeping with muck
Why can't the rain hold
And the clouds clear up

Every thought of dread and weary
The storm consumes
Fear of my own thoughts
Keeps me locked in this room

When will this storm finish
I dread it'll never end
It'll plunder me to hell
For my eternal descend
Written by
Tom t  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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