My Feelings Balloon
My feelings are like puffs of helium being pumped into my body, filling me up
like a balloon.
No escape. If they don't come out soon the balloon will pop. The only way out is the way they came in.
Through my mind.
A pen can pop a regular balloon, and it can pop my balloon too.
My feelings flow out of me and onto the paper like air flows out of a balloon.
A sigh.
With every word my breathing slows.
With every breath my feelings are turning into a poem.
Free verse like a balloon floating back and forth in the wind.
Slowly... my balloon full of feelings deflates.
Leaving space for more feelings I know are to come.