My mind is a raging storm,
My heart is a dry autumn leaf.
My mind is a broken shelter,
My heart torrential rainfall.
My mind is the dying river,
My heart has a quenchless thirst.
My mind is a whirlwind of emotions,
My heart is made of glass.
Both are out there to get each other.
There is no victor and no victim.
After the destructive devastation
Nothing is left of me,
Nothing is left but me.