a certain feeling is emerging.


my teeth grind


my mind seems fine.


I don’t like it.


I want to shout, I want to scream,


I want to fight, I want to blow steam

I’m uncomfortable




My eyes have been dammed for too long


I must cry, I must feel


I must share, I must reveal


I am hindered




There's a certain ******* tongue desires.


no amount of salt or sugar


will satisfy.




I don't know, but


I want out. I feel


I have no say or power to do,



But the reality is I "Do"