when asked to speak

i just cant say

just what

is on my mind,

fears and jeers

of  what i bring

and what i leave behind,

so confused

dont know

dont ask

i havnt much to give,

a jumbled mess

of molten me

just trying to love

and live.

knotted sinew

of years of pain

scarred deep

and freshly bled,

where all i am

and all ill be

is stuck inside

my head.

so now you say

just tell me please

and i just do not know

how to reply

to think to feel

allow my heart to go.

im not so blank

im not so hard,

i feel, i do, i do,

perhaps though now

i just cant think

while looking straight

at you.


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