Sometimes emotions well up,
so fierce and unforgiving,
a barrage of feelings that I can no longer absorb
but I have no choice.
Like trying to read a book in a language I don’t understand,
the translation is lost
and I don’t even know myself anymore.
I stumble down dark and winding hallways of memory,
jagged cobwebs of loss and regret covering me at every turn
until I can no longer see the way out.
Who am I to feel anything but joy and gratitude for all I have been given?
And yet, here I stand,
swimming in mist and shadows,
drowning in a sea of emotion.