My emotional core is wobbly, tilting like a top as it spins out of control.
I take deep, cleansing breaths hoping to wipe my mind clean;
to stem the tide of emotion that threatens to engulf me,
each time I let my mind wander.
Emotions pulled taut,
as the constant struggle to remain in control exhausts me.
This marathon week hurdles me towards the climax that I cannot avoid.
Then the flood gates will open,
releasing the inevitable sadness I’ve been tamping down,
each time it bubbles to the surface
and burns my heart.