my words are lodging in my chest and they're filling up the empty cavity, making it difficult to breathe as they swell and pulse with emotion.
they take no mercy on my fragile state and continue to constrict my lungs because they know that i will not be able to get them out as easily as i want to.
they know that if i try and fail to extract them and put them on a blank sheet of paper when it is all said and done,i will look at the words scribbled there and they will irritate me and remind me of how much of a failure i am because now i can't even do the one thing i've ever been good at.
i'll cram those stupid words back down my throat where they hit harder than before and i let them take over.
