When a storm is brewing, there is little that I can do to redirect the energy. It overwhelms me and encompasses me. The words flow out of me at an uncontrollable rate. Once the flood gates are open, there’s very little that I can do to slow or stop them. What is my body telling you? My words sound full of hate and anger, but what does my body tell you? Does my body shake with hatred or quiver with fear? Does my face tell you that I’m angry or do you see the pain? Can you see the emotions that are trying to find where they belong? Where do I put these? They are much bigger than me. Where do I put these?