Fucked up, in my feelings, need the surrender of silence,

My mind muffled and mumbling, grasping for guidance, 

My thoughts get so thick, my head hurts vehemently, violent, 

My hope hangs so heavy, sometimes I sink and succumb, 

Free will fights my faith, intelligence intercepts, desire to be dumb,

Revelation, realizations, my caress can be cold, nearly numb, 

Endeavor to articulate emotions, earnest and arguably apathetic,

Seduced by the storms, his hands are fire, force me to forget it,

Perilously paused in the passion, inevitably we either rise or regret it, 

Like the worst of the weather, I emulate the extreme,

My soul’s shines like the sun, make you weak in the knees,

I hurl hurt like a hurricane, estranged, envious, and unclean,