The flood

It comes when there’s peace
When least expected
Your heart starts
Racing.
The breathing doubles
And you wonder why?
The flood of thoughts
Has knocked down
The floodgates
And the tears
Starts streaming down.

How?
Why?
You sit
And watch as you
Drown yourself
In the thoughts.
There isn’t enough
You worry about
Tomurrow that hasn’t yet
Arrived.
You worry about
Things that you want
To control.
You’ve ran out of moves
So you panic.

No one around you
to help you.
No one around you
to distract you.
What should you do?

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