People often feel
butterflies in their stomachs
Fluttering about ever so often
in moments of nervousness 
Perhaps in bouts of panic

When taking a test 
or going for an interview
Attempting something new 
for the very first time
Being in front of a crowd
or even falling in love

The fluttering wings
Tingle the insides 
of your intestines
Knotting them together
It might even make you 
run to the loo

The butterflies are 
foreign to my tummy
For I never had 
felt their presence

Maybe they died long ago
When I was pushed to greatness
Putting my emotions second 
And victory first
Drowning them with my worries 
in the process

Instead
In my chest live
Heavy thunderclouds 
looming right above my lungs
Suffocating me

My heart gets heavy 
Showered by the rain
And occasionally,
Lightning strikes 
directly at it

All I can hope for 
is a glimpse of sunshine 
So my soul can rejoice
At the sight of a rainbow.