I want to scream
For that gut wrenching feeling
The feeling that is keeping my words stuck in my throat
The feeling that if I say the words my mouth refuses to mutter, I'll be pushed aside
I need to scream
The words I want so desperately to show themself to you just cower in the corner
Words that I want to say, that I want to be heard
...words that I want to be understood
Understood by more than just me
I want to let the words flow but instead I keep them wrapped in a cloth, hidden away from your grasp.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
I want to scream
For that gut wrenching feeling
The feeling that is keeping my words stuck in my throat
The feeling that if I say the words my mouth refuses to mutter, I'll be pushed aside
I need to scream
The words I want so desperately to show themself to you just cower in the corner
Words that I want to say, that I want to be heard
...words that I want to be understood
Understood by more than just me
I want to let the words flow but instead I keep them wrapped in a cloth, hidden away from your grasp.
Ha haaaa yep. So I've been writing a lot of poems on my own time because I've been traveling a lot this past month and car rides = thinking time = writing poetry. This one just so happens to be centered around ME NOT BEING ABLE TO TALK TO PEOPLE EVER.
Anyways, happy writing~
