Hitting me 

Like a gun shot to the head

All the emotion i was hiding 

Came rushing in

Like it was waiting 

For a weak moment

So it can make its move

Sadness sat next to joy

Anger played with the longing

Fear hits it head 

Against hope

Like they were enemies 

Fighting because they hate each other

My chest is a crowded room

Of feeling that refused

To take turn

Trying to breathe

But it was too small

For a magnitude

Of what was inside of me

I let it happen 

The flooding

A collapse 

The rising

I felt everything at once

But for the first time

No apology came

For being the storm

In the world that wants

Clear skies 

– E. J.