Struggling Souls

From nothing, from nowhere, and sometimes at the most inconvenient times, and without notice, comes flooding inside of me this tremendous longing and it stops me from what I am doing, from where I am.
Everything and everyone fades into the background as I slip into a vortex of emotions that I can not place, explain or control. A mad sadness. A hopelessness that pours over me. An energy that wraps around me. A force that travels to me and keeps me still.
More than belonging to me, it has become me.
A quiet merge of struggling souls.