It comes in waves
Like sheets of rain
coming across the ocean.
I have no control over it
I think, and it happens
My best is not enough
to stop them from
streaming down my freckled face.

You think that you know yourself
but when things happen
it is as if you a stranger.
Not even know how
to cheer yourself up.
So many negative thoughts
only about yourself
regrets
problems
everything
pulling yourself apart
bit
by
bit.