Do you ever get that feeling in your chest
An urge to break the silence
An urge to say something
Anything
The urge to communicate

Your thoughts trying to break free
Of the endless cycle of thinking

The ache is with me constantly
But I have very few outlets
My spoken words are strange
My writing good, but only with many revisions
My deepest thoughts incomprehensible to no one but myself

My deepest thoughts strain the hardest
For freedom
And it’s painful