Getting away from it all
Introducing turbulent sleep
That twists a mind
In tormented positions

In a inner world of emotions
That storm in draining
The power to resist
Flooding sensations of existing

A tempestuous sea
Taking emotions
Rocking them
In bottomless pits

A hysterical wind
Taking a restless mind
And scrambling it
Into a billion pieces

Quake moving ripples
Of tears shaking a bed apart
In sobs of pain
Excruciating
And so heartbreaking

The living hell
Of being so human
As to dare as to feel
The blossoms of thorns

But emotions are frustrations
That uniquely set us apart
The variety of living life
In the fullest pleasures
And pains known to man

But why do I have to vomit
In too much of one things
As to tear my insides out
Gagging for fresh air
And a good night’s nightmare

D.Lester Young 10/23/2002
Tuscaloosa, AL
Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry)