Emotional Enbalance

Once upon a time I used to know how to feel. I could freely laugh, cry when I got sad, or yell when I was angry. A long time ago my emotions were mine to control. Now I laugh when I feel like crying because the tears refuse to fall. If a few tears do leak out I shut down to prevent the meltdown. My rage now has a mind of its own going off on simple, little things. As if such a small transgression could destroy my world. To keep the peace my feelings are locked in a box I rarely open.