Caught in a violent unexpected storm, thrown around like waves in a hurricane.
Power and strength are gained; control and sanity are lost.
In my fearful mind, negative thoughts are thrown about and tossed;
Ideas and thoughts are cars wrecking brutally in a crowded traffic lane.
Outwardly, I attempt to restrain the thunderous rage but inside, I am going insane.
The world sees only the fictitious smile and not the internal pain that leaves my mind in exhaust.
To myself, my brain tells many things so I cold I am left in a deep winter frost.
The words told by the storm leave me stuck in an invisible chain.
In this world I do not belong. I sit quietly in a world of my own; I am lost and forlorn
My desolate self is left unwillingly at war against my thoughts which leave in my mind a sharp thorn.
The thoughts slowly become too much. My only wish is for the pain to come to an end;
I wish the swirling thoughts would at least forewarn.
At moments, I long to disappear or have never been born.
Finally a break is given to me and though I know they will soon return, thoughts temporarily suspend.