Within
A storm within me, mighty and fatal, Kills me every day, with that shiny, sharp-edged knife that it is. I get stabbed every now and then, I bleed. The darkness within me, like it is Then end of a sinister cul-de-sac, I turn blind, the gloom throttles me. I turn blue in no time, I shiver. A river within me, Nameless, tumultuous, sweeping away Unadulterated emotions, I look at the ripples with a blank gaze, I turn back.
