A dark cloud of no shape.
Just darkness knotted together.
Of those knots there’s no escape.
The mind entangled in a cloud
hears no reason –
only thunders, scary and loud.
Heavy tears are hailing,
they freeze the heart.
The heart this battle is failing.
No vision in the cloud, just pain.
The soul is wandering,
no perspective to regain.
There is nothing to discover,
nothing to lose,
no courage to recover,
no path to choose.
The wind of hope is not enough
to make the cloud disappear.
The cloudy mind stays in a mist.
Once in the cloud, the fight is severe.
The thunders are scary and fierce.
The mind cannot hear thoughts –
Only the tremors, which the cloud pierce.