Tornado
by lostofficehero on Sep.17, 2010, under whatever
solitude is my escape
temporary until desolate
mental detox
emotional calm
away from the tempest
a whirlwind of frantic
the pitch pierces our souls
conversations unnecessary
relentless persuasion
grows to resent
even with the kindest hearts
situations turn to dissent
looking for a great escape
hoping for peace of mind
wondering if it’s something I’ll ever find
time out.
