An ‘avalanche’ of ‘thoughts’ drained my soul last night, Situations don’t seem clear as ‘black’ and ‘white’ There is some ‘grey’ and it’s out of my ‘sight’ I need some ‘answers’ to decide what’s wrong what’s right. A ‘raging tempest’ gushes in with spite, Emotional control is what I need until I get the full ‘insight’ I hope my ‘fears’ are answered in broad daylight, For, if need be I can ‘wretchedly bathe’ in my ‘tears’ tonight. #avalanche #thoughts #drained #fear #grey #wretched #yqbaba #drgpoems