Lethargic Turmoil

The sky and the heavy gray, The tears and the mind astray. My eyes and the blinding blur, My skin and the touch of the thorny fur. Scary darkness and heavy loads, Nightmarish scenes at the end of the roads. My hesitating footsteps, Stuck to the lamenting soil, I ‘m lost in the cacophony; of a lethargic turmoil! Rochdi Bouille December 13, 2012