Self censored
I bite my own tongue
Till it bleeds
And small seeds
Of doubt and worry
Scurry
From my throat
Down down down
To my stomach.
Can’t breathe for the
Stifling
Can’t speak for the thoughts
Rifling through my heart
Tearing apart the layersI have sewn.
Ripping at seams
And spilling through the gaps
Fears planted
Enchanted
All I can do is gag.