Emotional Onset Surges Like Tsunami 2nd Wave
Analogous to many a flaming among
fiery roaring tongue,
poised sinned thyself to flung
maybe this equates with
emotional repression – Carl Jung
would attest deservedly, aye clung
condemned to Dante's Inferno,
searing each lung
where just moments ago, a typhoon
swept over this papa,
no longer a foo fighting
"special hero" unsung,
whose sweaty hands could
no longer grasp hold of sanity
his entire soul felt inconsolably rung
with bittersweet asphyxiated,
choking suffocating tears.
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