A sound of emotions

   Careful of the steps. Placing
one foot in front of the other.
I blink back a downpour
only to feel a raging storm
hit full force, deep within me.

    Oh how can I control the
emotional woman I am?
Striving so hard to prove strong.
No need of help but Jehovah's.
A cynical laugh escapes in
a room of eerie silence. The
pin drops only to sound like
a tornado ripping, eating
a town to pieces.

    My thoughts are at war
with my heart. My conscience
is trained to divert and avoid
the temptations shown. Still the
mind, eyes ponder on what is
shown.

    Oh how such a battle rages,
tear me all because I do not
want to cry. Do not want to
show any emotion.

     Especially not around you.