Memories hit the soul
like a Yankees baseball bat.
A ball of emotions explodes
like a super nova.
A galaxy of insecurities crashes down
like rusted scaffolding on a skyscraper.
Survival walls crumble
like stale chocolate cookeis.
Anger heats ups
like a volcanic fissure.
Words of hate bubble up
like a rumbling belly.
Acid eats up your insides
like Joey Chestnut at Coney Island.
A rollercoaster ride
takes you right back
to the moment it all began.
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