Existing in my own alternate realities
I live a life of unspoken words
My mind is swimming in a claustrophobic ocean
I crave a moment to rise to the surface and breathe
Quiet responses don’t justify intellectual power
The source of my silence another unspoken reason to fail
Therapeutic answers won’t suffice without a will to change
But fear creates an aura of hatred that I can’t seem to shake
My tongue is thick with unsaid words
The small inside of my mouth collecting thoughts that suffocate
Fear composed with a silent silhouette
Clenched fists and anxious eyes stow my unfeigned concern
So this is an actual physical feeling that I get sometimes..
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