Too strong for me, maybe?

First time in a long time
I'm
FEELING
Things that are strong. (Scary)
Floods of emotions
(I can't remember
What the names are)
They send me reeling

Things that itch at my skin
When I'm trying to sleep
And pet away the nausea,
the stress that life brings.

Emotions that BURN
And threaten to burst
In a cascade of bloody vomit.

Ha.

How graphically deceiving.

All that bad?

Never.

Just strong,
Forceful
Consuming,
an uncontrollable urge to feed that fire with your presence.

My poetry (my logic, senses, self control)
Have gone to hell

Too far gone for me to see
They burn somewhere with the rest of me