Ecstatic, sparks, joy, the color yellow.
Sorrow, rain, sadness, the color blue.
Rage, fire, anger, the color red.
Serenity, light, peace, the color pink.
Joy, sadness, anger, and peace flow like a current through me. Filling me up more and more until I can't breathe. It's agony, and I don't know what to do. I can't even understand myself, so how am I supposed to ask for help? Life is slipping through my hands, like a wet ice cube. It starts to hurt the longer I hang on, but what will happen if I let go? I can't let go. There's nothing more to do. It's like there's constantly a whirlpool of emotion inside of me. There's so much and so many different emotions inside I can't help but scream. Sometimes It all just pours out, in all the worst ways possible. The ice cube is so cold, it's slipping and slipping...
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
