Lightening strikes that come and go,
Burning Lava that runs molasses slow
Ice water’s flowing North to South
Invisible people running up behind,
stabbing at random, not being very kind.
two or more weeks,sometime four are like this
my energy draining, oh… so much, but I still have enough left over to be ” tumultuous”!
The perpetual pain can bring me to tears,
It’s no wonder the screws have begun to loosen,
in the space between my ears.