after the storm fades

I feel like my mind has been locked in a cage
beating and thrashing in a monster like rage
I twist and I turn and I fall do the ground
I crawl and I slide but there's no way but down

I'm spinning no not me the world is twirling
the sky is black and the wind is hurling
the thunder it rolls, the lightning flash
my heart skips a beat
and my body does thrash

like a mad man, or a shock sent straight down my spine
is this real or is it all in my mind

my stomach is churning my gut rise and fall
forcing me to curl in a fetal like ball.

it wont stop I can see, I think I might die
what is causing this, oh please tell me why

no cure is there I can't seem to find it
but wait, I think maybe it is silence
for silence is golden and the truth sets of free
a medical cure, and a prisoner now free/

no more spinning sky or shaking earth no more locked inside 
but out for all its worth, no more pain and sorrow, no agony or disappear
I stand once more, and breath in fresh air. how good is the morrow
when the storm finally fades, how beautiful the rainbow, how pleasant the day.