Emotional Day

Have you ever had one of those emotional days?
Without reason, the tears seem to rise
like a river growing after the snow.
Bit by bit, the edges collapse in on themselves,
those little chips of ice, until the water
overtakes it all. A consuming, inescapable force
that is not held at bay, no matter how the bank
tries. No deep breathing, no biting of the
earthen lip, no force of will can hold it back
and eventually, the rushing flow wins out:
a trickle to pour across the porous ground.
Once it begins, it takes a season to stop.

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About E

Even as a child, I read voraciously. Writing has always been a natural outlet. Sometimes bordering on macabre or edgy, I was not always safe and even today I look at some of my writing and raise an eyebrow. Read me at your own risk. I am but a 30-something professional (don't ask a professional what, for I won't answer!) who spends nights as a dreamer and sometimes writer.
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3 Responses to Emotional Day

  1. yes, i have and you’re not alone. *hand squeeze

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  2. MyHomeIsWriting says:

    I know what this is like very well.

    Liked by 1 person

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