There are thoughts
Emotions,
And words
Trapped within me.
They grow more
Each and every day.
And I am not
How I used to be.
I keep those thoughts
Emotions,
And words
Inside.
Holding on to them
Against my wish.
For my ability in wording
How I feel
Is giving up on me.
To the point where I am
Bottling up my emotions
And finding no way out
Of this dryness,
Yet so suffocating.
The more space they take up
The more distress I become.
The harder I fight them,
The stronger they push me.
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