thoughts
like a wind
shifting, blowing...
like a rushing river
churning, flowing...
rushing thoughts
like a mad wind blowing
smashing trees
and rocks they are throwing
windows break with a crashing sound...
will it be heard?
if there's no one around?
churning thoughts
like a river flooding
where will they stop?
and where are they going?
crops destroyed...
and buildings torn down
what sound will they make...
when they hit the ground?
the dam has burst!
in the hurricane!
gale force winds!
makes me ask if i'm sane...
thoughts come
so fast and so loud
i can't make them out
i can't turn them down,
yet they don't make a sound...
a rushing torrent of words to write down
flooding my mind
breaking it down
the hurricane
so fast and strong
destroying the trees
it's lasting so long...
but even a hurricane comes to an end
the flood dries up
things are normal again
creativity had burst the dam
we'll shore it up,
till it happens again...
