A blizzard, tormenting a volcano, is a description of my mind state

A hurricane of emotions flying at a downward spiral, destination, a blank slate

My tears hurt my eyes when I cry, so I hold it in

Why would rain damage the sky, terrible storms again?

I can’t see why my cloud keeps coming, knowing I’m in a flood as it is

I can’t breathe, I can’t see, can’t feel, how do I live

The building blocks of my very existence are crumbling down

My solid rock in sinking sand is now shaky ground

Why fight fire with a tank filled with gas

Bound and destined to burn expending its last, burning fast

You can’t change that, is what they say you see

Maybe not, but can I change how it effects me

Stomach weak, my food is down for the ride

But does this really represent what I’m feeling inside

An angry, painful, loving, joyful trip to dying

A devoted grip on the wheel of life but not driving