I can feel that feeling kicking in again
That rage
Mixed in with sadness
Slowly it turns into a world wind of frustration
Why? Is the question I ask myself
Close your eyes
Take a deep breath
Is what I was always told
This time
I can feel my heart pounding against my
Chest
Like a wild beast
Hands slowly curling
Into a fist
Knuckles turning
A ghoshtly white
Why? is all I ask myself
I wish I had the answer
Sometimes I am a chaotic mess
Spinning out of control
I'm a hurricane that has came undone
A storm is going through my head
Baby, take cover
Because I'm losing myself
Why?
I don't know
Soon I hope to discover that answer
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Beautiful Disaster
Poetry-A poet -A lover -A troubled soul -A beautiful disaster Volume One has to deal with the wreckage, haunting memories, and heartache that has made me a stronger woman to this day.
