Rivers of thoughts

The words flow through my mind.
Like raging rivers after a torrential downpour.
Racing ever faster
Toward whatever end awaits.
The lone thought that I am looking for
Is somewhere in the midst
of the surging waters.
Lost to me
Until the storm subsides.
But it seems to be
That the storm is never ending.
Constantly flooding my mind.
Making it impossible to grasp
The one single thought
That I so desperately need to find.
That I need to capture.
One thought amid all the foam and spray.
Where is it?
I fear that my thoughts will forever be
Drowning in that torrent
Of the raging, frenzied river
That is my mind.