I’m clouded by the current
My mind flooded by a torrent
I’m not able to form any retorts
I try to stream my thoughts
But they just fall right out of my ears
Coming from the place I hear
Flows something akin to tears
Like two symmetrical waterfalls
Producing a pair of water pools
A cloudy mist forms at my feet
Down where the floor and I meet
And it floods my whole vision
Locking me in a damp, grey prison
Can’t focus on anything but the present
Because I’m clouded by the current
Trapped in a cage of my own design