Tempest of the Mind
Deep in my shrewd mind, a storm rages on
Dark clouds gather as the wind howls till dawn
A tempest of thoughts, I cannot control
A battle within, now taking its toll
My heart is a ship, tossed out to the sea
The waves of emotion crash over me
Sails are tattered and the mast is broken
As I'm left adrift with words unspoken
The lightning strikes, a sharp pain in my chest
A constant sign of all that I've repressed
The thunder roars, like a scream in my head
Telling me things that fill me with such dread
The storm grows stronger with each passing day
I try to find peace, but my world is gray
For the darkness within cannot be tamed
Leaving me broken, self-abused, and shamed
My mind’s a war zone, my thoughts the soldiers
Fighting a battle with no real closure
I am a prisoner, trapped in a cell
With no escape from this personal hell
But amid the chaos, a gleam of light
A beacon of hope to this endless night
For I’m not just a ship lost out to sea
I’m a warrior fighting to be free
I'll weather this storm escaping the dark
Knowing inside, there's a fire to spark
The clouds will part and the sun will shine through
My mind will be clear to seek a new view
*I wrote this poem on January 28, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 28 and the prompt was: Write a poem about mental illness. This is a very personal issue of mine that I struggle with every day.
Copyright © Courtney Hubbert | Year Posted 2024
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