Speak Don't Think

The thought has festered and formed into words that your heart wants to say so bad!

So bad that you want it to be perfection when you finally let it out.

It sits, you wait, contemplate. Moving the words around, making sure all your thoughts have been transformed.

 

Now so much has gone into it that you're not sure.

It can't be too much....so much that it hurts to hear or read?

It can't be too long so not to loose attention?

Have I lost the point or direction of the pain that I'm meaning to reveal?

 

Doubt and rejection begin to flood into my veins, forming a curtain over my eyes.

The curtain helps me to not see what is real as the poison running through my veins keeps me functioning.

I move to do his work and think as he wants me to think...never saying a word of what I'd constructed.

Not living, only doing while my words are deep within the me I just can't quite see anymore.

 

Will my soul and voice ever meet to unite as one so the me can speak the words that would potentially crumble the doubt and rejection which is this human who bears over me?????