Utter chaos buzzes in my head
Logical thought is overthrown by hysteria
Time slinks along, strangling every bit of hope
Panic has almost become another person
For as heavy lids droop closed it too quiets
As the first rays of morning sun filter through the window
A minute prick of worry becomes an angry roar
At times I cannot discern reality from simply nightmare
It’s all the same to me
Beyond the frost-covered windowpane
Fluffy snowflakes waft to the ground
Twirling around one another like tiny acrobats
Such a scence should sooth the nerves
But my mind still floated
Darting to and frow
In a sea of chaotic thoughts
All the while I pray
He has not met his demise
In such a hell

When I read this I kept thinking about the STOCK MARKET!

thats def not what its refering to though lol i could care less about the stock market

that was good