What can I tell you
About how I feel?
I can express I'm aware of every emotion,
And I know I need to heal.
I can tell you exactly where they came from
And what exactly caused them.
I can describe how they're so unbearably painful
And that I'm working to resolve them
I can explain in the most poetic and lyrically gifted way
How hard it is to face my emotions,
Each and every day.
I can weave my words on how I feel,
In ways that nobody can say
Just to make you comprehend the stress
That my mind and body pays
I’m a thousand miles from my own words
But the first to understand
It's like I'm fixing you a puzzle,
But the pieces are too far
from my reaching hand.
It's like I'm writing you a story,
But run out of ink to write the end.
It's like I'm without a paintbrush
Trying to paint an image in your head
So although I'm self-aware
Of every emotion that I've expressed
I'd rather be completely clueless,
And unaware instead.
Even though I can explain my emotions
Down to the finite and the specifics,
I can admit that I know
I've become undone and feel unfinished,
This entire time
I know you've tried,
But there's a point that you've been missing.
I want so badly to feel completed,
But the tools required
I feel everyone has a hard time expressing their emotions or even admitting or knowing that they need healing. What I find even harder, being VERY self-aware of what's going on or knowing that things need to get better, and then you don't know how. That sucks. This is for everyone lost in their own translation