Slip through

Something solid in my hands
my eyes burn, water, it all slips through
the welling up has burst
overflowing, overwhelming
hurt and ecstasy combined
rushing, jetting, and gone in a flash

Movement in emotion
ephemeral, elusive, forever seeking
symbols for these feelings, words
the mode of seduction, words
truthful in their sweetness
falsely hinting, never filling.

High upon a pedestal,
the truth crashed down
it welled up and burst
I overflowed, overwhelmed
painful silence deafening
it all slips through.