What am I feeling?
That is sitting so low
in my chest
that I can barely feel
the pounding.

What am I feeling?
That only whispers
to me
when I'm sitting alone
and empty.

What am I feeling?
That sneaks up at
weird moments
stealing my happiness
with a word.

What am I feeling?
That won't leave me alone
to breath
so I can maybe start to be
normal again.

Replacing that girl,
that unhappy girl,
with a joyful one.
Like a rainbow after
a storm.
The girl I was before.

Replacing that girl,
that angry girl,
with a soothing one.
Like water, simmering
out a fire.
The girl you ruined.

Replacing that girl,
that weak girl,
with a changing one.
Like the ever moving
white clouds.
The girl I'll always be.

Letting go is
the blue soap
that bring you relief.
Filling you with senses
that you can keep.

Letting go is
the yellow butter
that makes you happy.
Adding a light taste
on the tip of your tongue.

Letting go is
the silver moon
that makes you excited.
Leaving behind your
old, restless worries.

Letting go is
the green tea
making you relax.
Soothing you and
telling you "it's ok".

Letting go is
something you choose
that brings you back.
Seeing things that
you haven't before.

Dark and glooming
the clouds begin to rush
forcing hot into cold.

Lightening and thundering
the world begins to shake
with it's unsteady heartbeat.

Rain and hail
the ground turning to water
with the steady flow of tears.

Spinning and turning
the world moving too fast
suddenly out of control.

Quiet and calming
the clouds disappear
like nothing was ever there.

Shining and bright
the sun breaks through
leading us to a new life.

Sitting on my own
The room is full with people
But I'm still alone.

The glowing sun,
beaming down,
filling you with
warmth and hope.

The shining sun,
all around,
making you laugh
until you see.

The beaming sun,
heating you up,
making you hot,
sweaty and miserable.

The mocking sun,
turning you red,
leaving traces
of hurt on your skin.

I sit and stare,
as everything changes.
The sky,
turning to gray,
what happened to blue?

I stand and watch
as everything switches.
The ocean,
turning to a rage,
what happened to calm?

I can't help but see,
how everything is different.
Me,
turning to hollow,
what happened to full?