something is eating away at me,
preying on my mind,
not caring what damage it causes.
it calls upon unexpected storms,
and I have little control over them.
I can barely hold off the flood;
I am like a dry river bed
waiting for the dam to break.
when it does it will be overwhelming
the water will continuously pour down
until I’m drowning at the bottom,
and then can anyone save me?

3/3/98