Tales from my heart

Speechless

I wish I was creative in a way that makes other people become speechless.
I just want them to appreciate my work and the way I express my emotions.
Just because I call my sadness "blue" and "cold" doesn't mean that it's not horrible to experience.
The same way I call my happiness "yellow" or "the sun" - it just lets me explain my situation better.
I can differentiate the stages of my emotions by using symbols.
I just wish people wouldn't only imagine the pictures I talk about but also mentally enter the world of the stories I tell.
I want them to feel the warmth of the sun on their skin and the soft leaves of my trees.
But that'll never happen because no one can feel my stories the way I feel them. No one will ever be speechless because they'll never understand how well I hid the rough truth behind beautiful words.
So now it's on me how much effort I want to put into explaining every little aspect of my adventures - how well I want the people to understand.
It's on me if they become speechless or just stay quiet to not hurt my emotional self.