Engulfed by hotwired emotions

and relentless commotions.

Losing my mind to the father of time,

All of his words begin to rhyme.

Showing me my cowering past,

Boggling my mind as images form my cast.

Cowering thoughts arise,

Will I ever learn? Nope, what a surprise.

Voices whispering who is this girl?

My mind riding the tilt-a-whirl. 

Does she even know,

My menacing thoughts begin to grow.

I cannot sit and be still,

Is this even real?

I wish for a new day,

Maybe it’ll help if I pray.