This Feeling

I hate this feeling. 

This rumbling inside of me, like fire, it burns deeply. 

I want to jump,

   to run,

     to shout,

 but you’re not here. 

Going over and over it in my head, what I plan to do, what I plan to say. 

But the chaos in my head is only confusion.  

I cannot wait. 

This feeling will consume me. 

Here we are together; I don’t know what to do. 

The fire burns ferociously.  It blazes and leaps out;

 the heat is suffocating. 

It needs a way out, but how? 

  What can I say to relay my emotions to you? 

    How can I make you feel this fire inside of me? 

My body is a cage. 

  My soul wishes to reach out, but my arms stay weighted down. 

    My soul wishes to scream to you, but my mouth stays fastened shut. 

I can’t keep this to myself. 

Time passes with you and I realize,

 the pain is gone. 

Your refreshing smile cools the fire. 

My restlessness is swept away;

 I am content in your presence. 

  How long must we stay like this? 

    Will I ever have more? 

I don’t care.  I could stay like this forever. 

    Tangled together with you, I gain the strength I needed, but not an answer. 

  But tangled together with you, I find peace. 

I love this feeling.