Caught Up

Caught up in a whirlwind of emotions,

Act upon my cares!?

Enclosed inside my store box,

My brain holds the key,

So I look but do not utter,

Feel the pain with no shed tears,

Screaming inside,

An explosion of sounds inside,

With nowhere left to hide I take the little that’s left of me,

Tun my back and walk away,

Not because nothing was felt but because everything was.

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