Busy // Poem

I close my eyes as a dam

The flood rushes through my brain

A shaky breath into my lungs

A tap to reassure I am sane

I smile without any fear

Though the flood presses into my skull

I'm always aware that it's near

But somehow the realisation is dull

A tick of the clock one step nearer

The dam dares threaten to break

But I swallow the gulp in my throat

I focus on company's hate

I write till my hands cannot grip

The bleeding nib of the pen

The hand moves another tick closer

My heart dares to race then 

My future is just round the bend

But my car is surrounded by smog

Forever depends on this moment

But I can't see when I'm stuck in this fog

I crave just a breath of fresh air

But this paper is trapping me in

I love the feeling of learning

But the pressure is making me spin

I peek through the edge of my lashes

The flood's the forefront of my mind

A drop escapes from my eyelid

It's like I heard my heart breathe a sigh

The flood screams with joy as it runs

Down my chilled and rose-red cheeks

The balloon inside me releases

 I exhale, as it too is free

My mind soon remembers to focus

Without the shrill of the flood's strict dictation

So it seems the sobs and simple tears

Were the key to my liberation