TURMOILS

TURMOILS 

Turmoils of my psyche 

At times become hike

At times become psychotic

And I find myself as a peripatetic.

I feel bad and devastated

As my mind has exasperated

I don't know what I feel

Yet configuring how bravely I deal.

I know life's being phlegmatic 

Making my life enigmatic

But I'm still waiting 

For a hope, that's gonna make everything majestic.

I'll still manage to find ways

Today it's obscure but tomorrow will be scintillating rays.