Storm

 

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It’s a storm inside.
A chaotic hurricane.
Of emotions,
Of decisions,
Of paths not taken.

It’s a storm inside.
A dazzling conjecture of dreams.
Of hope,
Of strength,
Of ambitions lost.

It’s a storm inside.
A baffling hallucination of images.
Of fakers,
Of lovers,
Of pretenders trying.

It’s a storm inside.
An endless conflict.
Of creativity,
Of logic,
And this intervening writer’s mind.