The Hurricane 8/10/03
The hurricane sets me free
Sets me deep into tranquility
Summer rain soothes my wounds
Isolation in my somber room
Delving into more depression
Racing thoughts turining into agression
Mania to deprssion to meditation
Wonder if I took my medication
The beginning of an end
Or is it the end of a beginning
and into some winning
Where will it go, where will it morphe.
Life's convolutions
contortions bleed
I have yet to sow the seed
Eyes sunken peering into the rain
Reacing out for help in vain.