NaPoMo 24: Surreal Similitude

The storm raged around me
the prison of thunder and rain
keeping me static
never moving on
as the lightning crashed inside my mind
ceaseless recollections back in time
repeating echoes of pain
no place to turn
nowhere to go
no place to call home
there is no escaping thoughts trapped in the mind
flashing effigies of memory
struck by time into imaginations of fear
and like a babe in the dark
I cry alone, always alone


© JG Farmer 2017
Form: Free Verse