Mind 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…