(I didn't write this but I absolutely love the imagery...)
Enjoy...
Emotions are a tidal wave,
Held at bay by a dam so numb.
Walls unbreachable,
That is,
Until,
The little death,
A hammer pounding with wrenching screams,
A break is wrought.
An ocean of tears crashes forth,
Pressure released.
A hand dipped in a soul iced over,
Swirling its seething depths below nerveless control.
Oh, agony of release,
A pressure tempered,
Fathoms delved and sifted towards the heart's shores.
Touching one's soul like a finger dipped in the oily recesses.
Ecstasy releases pain,
Begets feeling,
A burn ever raging.
When the screaming dies,
The quivers end their rippling,
The wall is sealing,
Patched over by responsibility and strength of will,
Soul's bondage is once again in play .