My dearest,
flooding
i would call it flooding
my emotions keep pouring out of me
the dam inside broke
all colors are mixing
red hot anger and ice blue grief
pink passion and green resentment
all carried by the overpowering golden glow of love
undeniable love
waves keep crashing into me
the days pass by unassumingly
i attend the meetings
i do my gym routine
i am able to smile through it all
in the evening though
now it gets dark so early
the loneliness settles in
i come back home
exhausted
from having to keep the flooding at bay
so my bed and me are intimate now
she carries me through many tears
until the next day
I get up
pretend it doesn't hurt
and start it all over again
Forever Yours,
Zoë
Creative Existence 