Help!
I'm being eaten alive
by my thoughts.
I can't do anything about it.
I'm frozen
Paralyzed by fear,
of verbalization.
My brain
is about to explode
My heart
about to combust,
it's story can't be shielded much longer
I mustn't speak,
I have no right to speak.
Just shut-up
Grab your favorite pen,
favorite notebook
and write.
But,
for the love of god don't
speak.
No one cares
No one needs to listen.
Just be quiet
and listen to them.
But...
No!
Don't you dare.
Duh,
that's why they're called secrets.
No one cares how
you feel.
That you're ripping yourelf
apart.
It doesn't matter.
Tell it to the page,
To your brain,
To a tear-soaked pillow.
Go ahead,
erupt.
Just not out loud.