Bottled Up

Water begins to drip from the eyes as the Mind drifts to a far away place.
A place that I've been before.
It's dark, but not so depressing.
A place where a slideshow of emotions forms and displays itself through the airwaves.
These emotions won't die.
Instead they hide. T
hey hide as if they don't exist.
When wanting to play they appear of the blue. Sad..maybe....Frustrating..yes....point where you just want to take action.
Take action to relieve the build up inside.
These emotions refuse to be released.
There is no point.
They enjoy to be bottled up.
Fear builds that they may leak and a series of unfortunate events may occur, but at this moment...thy self doesn't really care.

It seems that the emotions are patiently waiting for that perfect moment.
The perfect moment to take over.
Aiming for specific targets, fear is for them.
Emotions can not always be controlled.
The bottle then breaks.
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