Struggle

Periodic, acute
Shortlived, disturbing
Like an eclipse
The invisible dragon
Overpowered my psyche
It rained and rained
Trail of thoughts
Long and thin
Of ruin and grim
Standing alone
Searching a hope
Hoping a search
Amidst storm
I fought and fought
With myself
Within my self
Eventually it grew
Stronger and stronger
Like a storm
Penning my grief
Pinning my sorrow
Raising hope
For a better tomorrow.


Can this even be called a verse? I guess the only struggle one understands is for words to abhor it :D