A storm of emotions that I cannot weather
Yet my heart was once heavy, ‘tis now light as a feather
But light metaphorically, the pain still lingers
Caught in life’s pincers, poisoned by love’s stingers
Counting up failures on toes, hairs and fingers
Thoughts and feelings raging, I should be on Jerry Springer
The world was my airplane, but now the Black Hawk’s down
Landing in the Bermuda triangle without a sound
Boxing with fate forever, going pound for pound
Trapped in the spiral of life, just spinning ‘round and ’round
The crossroads, paths to light and darkness
One for the Angels and one for the Heartless
Look both ways and make my choice
And now I regret being stuck in this void