ROAR
Oh Vociferous Thoughts!
You crash upon my spirit, you.
Dulling with each blow that
which precedes.
Your convoluted storm ne'er abates!
Give me RESPITE!
I beg, I plead….Oh Waves of Madness
Leave.
Your tumultuous cries stifle my soul.
What will you have me do?
You scream and roar, you hounds.
I cannot feed you all, be gone!
Who’s are you? Not mine!
Infested I have become,
an existential crisis foments in
the storm of my mind.
There is no calm in the eye.
Where does peace await?!
An Oasis of the mind…
Sunless Drought withered mine.
Sand grates my essence, grit
fills my psychic gears, coarse,
scratching at my sanity.
Screaching, stinging, DAMN!
MADNESS, MADNESS, BURNS.
Wash across my soul, dear ocean!
Cleanse me of my grit and grime,
polish me, dear ocean, so smoothness
may abound. Form me whole and new,
grind out my chips and scrapes,
revive my lustre, and define my shape.
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