Born in A Storm

I'm paving the way to my next destination,
through hard work and perspiration.
The pressure of elevation higher than you can ever measure,
aiming to be mankinds greatest treasure.

My brain chemistry works a lot differently,
binding together much more intimately.
Mentally orchestrating its own symphony.

In my head a tornado is formed,
words collide in the raging storm,
hanging on for dear life until a rap is born.
Like a volcano my mouth erupts,
taking over so I can't interrupt.
A raging fire inside that will never subside.

It occurs erratically,
causing me to run like mad,
Frantically in search of a pen and a pad.
Like a leaky faucet my thoughts dribble,
as I attempt to scribble down my subconscious's riddle.

Perhaps some day through lack of atrophy,
I'll be able to command this catastrophe.
But for my own protection,
I use it now only as self reflection,
in hopes it can offer a clear direction.

More by me:
Ghost of Despair
Insidious Incarceration
Unknown Known
Memory Lane
Fever
Scrimmage
Addiction

My Feedback:
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24 - Lyrics I wrote after being up straight for 23 hours, dazed and confused from all the sleep medication and whatnot I'd been taking.