Flash Flood

Memories start to bleed, one into the next

Feelings fade, as does the need to reach out, to text

Tears, they still fall, but less and pain, it is still felt deep within my chest

Panic subsides, and gives way to a space for grief

And yet, my insides, they still tighten and ache, seething for relief

A belief, I may carefully hold, if I may, to be so bold,

Hold back my outright hope

Restrain my running thoughts

And. Keep. Still. Finally. 

But yet,…the flood remains.

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