5Mind Storm
By: Gray Angel
Like a thunderstorm; my mind is brewing.
Evil thoughts fill up my consciousness.
Fire burns deep within my soul.
Burns so deep it almost consumes my heart.
A fragile heart, that falls, it shatters on the ground.
It will never return to its original shape.
The body is tattered and hurt.
The soul shrinking into an un-viewable dot.
Insanity slowly setting in.
The restorative rain comes in form of a pill.
Take it two times a day.
To null the storm; the fire.
To null the pain.
Till the effects wear off…