Internal Mazes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stormily moving about, feeling like a tempest or tornado inside.
Wanting to explode - travel the world-wide in a moment.
Nothing satisfies today, thoughts are banging and
untangling with precision, creating anger in tirades of poetry.
Calling to mind, difficulties of past times, attempting
to continue living through it all.
Adjustments, particular feelings, emotions clouding over, becoming patterns in clouds of thinking as everything
begins to sort itself out into mazes of pathways - all
of them internal.