I have a secret
I can’t say it
I can’t explain it
I feel it
I never knew there was something that could be so precious
Yet you cannot own
Not when your words are locked in your lips
Stitched and tied by the thread of the fear of losing, risking…
Feeling pain that is unknown
I can’t not know the feeling
There is no box in the mind that fits it
I hold on to it with both hands
It’s empty like you are holding onto air
I know that it’s still there but it will never be held
Not until my mouth breathe life to it
Not until I broke the seal of fear
Not until I believe that it could happen
Only I could make it real
So should I listen to what I feel?
Or silence myself… find comfort in the blinding darkness
Take cover from the truth
Live behind a wall while holding onto the same air
Be a prisoner of the same chains I made
Silenced by needle and thread
Live without words
Feel without saying
Holding onto words
Letting go of a dying chance