Like Trapped In A Hurricane

Feel like my world spins

Round and round

Out flies old memories

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

Writings on the ground

Writings on the walls

Words and numbers

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

Like the movie

A Beautiful mind

My world spins

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

My mind a little lost

How was I to be born

On that island leading me into

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

Reality and dreams

A perfect plan

To drive me crazy

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

God was to take me home

To Tennessee

Where I am to be

Like trapped in a hurricane

 

So this is how

No mans land feels like

Stranded on land

Like trapped in a hurricane

Janne Helen February 2018

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