Emotional Roller Coaster

I am a very emotional and sensitive person.  Sometimes I get so overwhelmed and consumed with feeling that I just can't contain it.  This is part of why I'm a writer.  Writing is the only thing that allows me to let go.  It does something to me that no other entity can do, including prayer.  I was experiencing a very intense situation on Friday, so I had to let the emotions go, and I wrote a little something to afford me that opportunity.  I thank God for blessing me with this poetic gift, where would I ever be without it. 

EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER

Cant shake these emotions inhabiting my soul

My spirit is unsettled, downward spiraling out of control

The ingredients settling around the edges are seeping through the crevices accumulating organic mold

Now growing through my skin scolding burns into my pores

The jumbotron of my heart BLEW UP from the defensive scores

The boards couldn't keep up with the play by play action wars

The plays went something like this:

Run blitz from cover 1 coverage shell

Counter with tight man bump and run hell

Employ tight end stunt to nail offensive blocking fails

Disrupt wide receiver release to prevent pre-assigned run sails

Pre-empt pass rush attempts to force fumble success spells

All these defensive plays my heart made all got expelled

What the hell???

My head is just spinning from all this kick ass opponent winning

Its cutting more spins than the crack sniffs Whitney snuffed in

Rotating more turns than the feces in my intestines churn

Shifting more uncoordinated glides than a bunch of non rhythm having off beat folk tryna do the electric slide

Or the Typewriter to Hammertime

Or the windows fogged up in your jeep R Kelly Bump N Grind

Or the authentic Caribbean style reggae wind and Butterfly

Or even the damn two step ABC move to any old groove

Dammit, you get the point, my mind is blowing more smoke than that NAS Ether that made Jay-Z choke

My chest is so saturated with emotional mess it could soak a waterfall in Niagara West

Plus South, North, West again, and then East

My emotions run more wild than the savage in a beast

Outer space doesnt even have the room for all this heart struck matter to feast

No single extinguisher or hose has the engine for these burning flames to cease

BUT through all that all I needed was to write to regain peace