I’m caught in a brainstorm
The lightning and thunder
rumble on whether I want them to
or not, I’m so distracted
Even the simplest task
Becomes an unbearable chore
The thoughts they flow
like a rampaging flood
Do I gate them? Do I dam them?
Or do I let them wash away
what’s left of my sanity?
Do I just set them free?
Let them break the walls
built up inside of me
I’ve always held back
Afraid of my own energies
Once I start, I’ll never stop
Where I’ll go I can’t say
If I let the floodgates go
There may be nothing left
But what does it matter
I’m on empty anyhow
I may as well ride
the torrential ebbs and flows
They may bring me below
or I may wash out to sea
But it’s also likely
I wash up on some new shore
With an angel looking down on me
She’ll wonder how I got there
But it won’t really matter then
Once she takes me in her arms
and her love burns me alive
Even then the epic only begins
This is quite far from the end
But the storm is calming now
Yet the static remains…
As does the ringing in my ears
Or is it her voice calling to me?
Let’s ride this out together
Let’s wash away
August 14, 2012
2 thoughts on “Caught in a Brainstorm (Poetry)”
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Oh, I like this poem! It’s like when people’s chaotic thoughts paralyze them, and they need angels (friends, lovers, or real angels) to focus and really live life.
Thanks! That’s a great interpretation for sure!