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The bottom of my soul feels agiated

By the vigors of my body

The unrelenting irriations which

Consume my spirit on this day.

No peace in myself, my being

Feelings of annyonce envelope me

The release of sleep is a comfort

but only when it suits itself.

My mind, a clutter of horomones

Raged on inside me like a torando

Or even a violent thunderstorm.

I want to give into the irriations

Maybe it will make me feel whole

To run through this day like a mad

Hatter unable to stop.

To make it over to the otherside

Of the moon into the dawn of tomorrow.

Let these emotions run wild

To the extremes of today.

My soul feels agiated

The vigors are unrelenting

Today I run wild

Into the shine of the moon

And with the mist of the dawn

Into tomorrow.

Sherry B.

Sept 7/09