In The Depths of The Soul

Stuck in storm

Life is tied through a thin thread

Living each day with a constant dread

When will this thin thread break?

Putting my whole existence at stake

A storm is brewing inside my mind

Howling screeching winds not gentle nor kind

Winds that rose from the depths of chaos now released

Unsettling my mind with questions that earlier had ceased

Do I even want to live this kind of life?

Or do I want to end it with a stroke of knife?

Is this what I truly deserve?

Or is it the consequences of my mistake that now I serve?

Do I have the courage to stand through the fight?

Or will I fall even before I see the light?

What horrors will this Pandora's Box reveal?

Will I get to the end where once again blows the gentle breeze.