Original Poem | overflowing

overflowing White hot tears Dripping down. Overflowing, Overpowering. When silence Is the only sound to be heard for Months, And then everything  Comes crashing, Crashing, Down, Like before. The anger ripples in waves Sucking the joy, And carefree, And calm, Out in a single violent breeze. Can’t you see, Before you strike me down, That [...]