I have got to work through these feelings.

It is anxiety,

fear,

lack of hope…full of despair.

A mindset that makes pain or numbness

a shot in the head

blow you brains out type of

feel of emotion

just surfaced so quick.

Full force with so much intent

to cause a stir in the air

a delay in the day.

Enough force to bring tears to the eyes

Puddles

As each drop releases to the floor.

Each breath unsteady Each thought looming

with an unclear rampant vision

spreading like wildflower                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       or wildfire                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Fuck.

burn, burn, burn.

All that is good

all that is grown

ravish, ravish, ravish.

Feed on the remains.

Die.

Cry.

It is all the same

as each little though turns from harvest back to grain.