Inso-manical Ramblings

4am Somethings Happen in the Dark!

Like a pendulum swinging to and fro,

the storm of my moods go side to side.

Tornadoes of thoughts destroy the calm,
and whirlpools of emotions collide,
sketching a picture of constant change.

It begins in the morning at four,
destructive is the serenity of the night,
angry self righteous rants feel so right,
boiling hatred erupts within the core,
and suddenly, the fury is no more.

The aftermaths of rage - amusement.
as the morning sun slowly glows,
the muffled laughter easily flows,
the folly of the foolish mind so evident,
certainly makes the dawn more buoyant.

With the rising sun, mounts dark tidings.
Erased is glee with the depth of loneliness.

alone I am, and forever will be, always loveless.
stinging tears pour, as I accept my failings,
and bid adieu to all hope and happy feelings.

Finally the silent tears allow the mind to rest,
for sunlight brightens the room & the heart,
all ideas of worthlessness and hatred depart.
The noise, the voices, the pain, its all just a test,
must be strong, must have faith, everything's for the best.

Yet the flaming torch of knowledge doesn't help,
for the mind like a pendulum swings to and fro,

storms of my moods go side to side,

thwarted repeatedly by screaming thoughts,

all in the anticipation of the constant change.