The Day it all came Crashing

A story of a struggle of a day

The day it all came crashing,
falling,
I was appalled.
Yet as my stomach became an ocean,
it was cold
Chills.
My mom was screaming, yelling,
Hitting.
The chills dissipated,
leaving only heat.
The heat of anger,
how hot it can be.
Sweat came in drops,
when I realized it wasn't only sweat,
but tears in a mix.
Tears of rage, of anger,
Of despair
Despair not only for myself,
but for everything.
That was the day,
The Day it all came Crashing.