Unexpected Time

Stormy weather suits me fine today because inside feels topsy-turvy. Feelings are being pushed back and forth and not one will be voiced, much to my dismay. Despair sits inside, hands to head, all hunched over, afraid to say who is the leader. Fear crouches further into a darkened corner not wanting to come out into the open air. Sadness lying on the floor, curled up in a ball, much like a kitten, cupping hands over eyes so tears may not spill and leave traces of their existence. Overall, the me I can't seem to find today has gone and lost itself somewhere else in time. Space does nothing, for I cannot stray far from these tightened inner feelings of remorse. Like a flower cut before it's time, I wither unexpectedly, sliding beneath the gutters of earth.