SOB

Just as the river takes its ride,
            and tumbles on toward free,
Emotions bottled up inside
            fall out for all to see.

First the river starts subtly and slowly
           and shallow, not deep at all,
As sadness and anger combine lowly,
           make you feel you're going to fall.

A swirling, whirling all around me,
          the pressure is heightening,
I feel the pounding of its creed
          the grip on my heart is tightening.

The journey is beginning,
         the river takes its first step.
The strength of my guard is thinning,
         I want to give in, I know I'm not winning.

Now I hear the rapids just around the bend,
        my heart begins to heave.
I know we're not near the end,
        across my face tears dance their weave.

As the water begins to crash,
        and churn faster and faster,
My emotions start to thrash.
         I offer my pain to the Master.

The thrashing has ceased,
         and all is peaceful.
All is right within me,
         my only feeling is thankful.

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