Inner thought's invade subconsciously,
racing paths of endless torture.
Turmoil erupting, spewing forth worrisome lava
contaminating.
Sanity fencing obscurity causing cyclones
of unprocessed emotions.
Whirlwinds of confusion,
tossing and turning on pin points;
life's trampoline.
Flawed and worn pieces of life providing solace
on that lonely path of sleepless nights.










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