My mind is a storm.
Constantly swirling;
Moving.
It's loud and I cannot escape it.
Oh! This assemblage of demons that
Plague me!
''Leave me'' I scream. I yell.
They laugh.
Why do I bother?
They will never leave.
In the eye of the storm,
I have my dalliances with happiness;
But its never long enough.
One day, I will be free.
This is temporary, a mere blip in this life.
My life.
t.o.b
This is my third ever poem that I've written, so I'm not too sure on techniques etc or if this even sounds good, but I hope its ok, I put a lot of thought and feelings into it. :-)
