Dissociating The Melancholy

I sit here and bask away in every emotion I feel. I tremble with demise, while realizing the truth about myself. The lack of passion, compromise, and honesty I had hid from myself for so long comes rushing through the floodgates. A tsunami filling the disconnected parts of my spirit and bringing them to the Amygdala for vacation. Maybe the rose colored glasses have finally shattered. The fog and the storm clouds clear too.