Flood

It starts to feel anxious
as if we are still young
once your lines pop up
Even more so when copy and paste
do not always work on the phone
Just eager to response but in the form of poems
There are so much one could put in
then feel like words are still pale
The buildup though
gets even more anxious
when the waves are ready
to flood the heart and soul
and ready to black out
the circuits of the brain