seeking words for retained emotions

You are not aware of the hornet's nest

you have just disturbed

now the maelstrom was nurtured

the clock is ticking slowly in the meantime

taking over your unconscious asleep mind

and my hungry bleeding heart

pulling in the mayhem to spin along

the bomb is ticking rapidly in the meantime

an anxious realization of the truest passion

this and more blended and imprisioned in my chest

the worst is that I can not make it lighter on my own

seems easy not to overflow

but my face shows

what I hardly hide

this is much bigger

than I can bear

so my mind keeps on spiralling high

the same songs repeatedly

like a broken record

and I can not stop it

just like my buzzing stomach

we need to talk

not by the phone again

we need to look

each other deep in the iris

and spill out everything

we have swallowed dry until now

well you see

all of this is only a piece

of the uncontrolled tsunami

you brought to me in the still cold hours before the dawn

I am not really here

just masking to go through this day

without letting it to take me away

while ruminating and seeking words for retained emotions