The Silence Heard

The words only surface,
when at my lowest.

Like they wait for me to hit rock bottom,
or the darkness to overcome.
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They build up within you to point of an explosion.
The words, those emotions.
As if you have no control over them.
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You pull me in, I push you away.
You call me near, I stay.
You reach out your hand, I smack it down.
My actions say leave, but I can't breathe if your not around.
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The darkness engulfs me,
how quickly it feels like home.
The only place where my mind roams..
free.
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Surrounded by those who care,
so why do I feel trapped?

Like the walls are closing in, and I feel so small.
As if a giant spotlight is shining on my every flaw.
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The rush was what i felt when your memory resounded in my head.
The flight of the butterflies within my bones.
The tingle that surged right down to my toes.
The chill that overtook me when someone mentioned your name.
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You held me captive for far too long,
I didn't realize you were that strong.
There were no chains, no locks, no bonds.
And somehow now I'm free.
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Another Day anew.
I will succeed this time.
The warmth of the water rolling off my back gives me confidence.
How smooth the surface feels with the touch of a hand encourages me.
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The tears oh how they flow, as if a stream to an ocean.
Never ending, ever current.

Why am I crying?
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Mind. Words swirling begging to be spoken.
Thoughts. Jumbled on the paper asking to be taken notice

of..to be communicated, to be understood, to be felt.
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I wish to be plucked.
To be kissed softly with the lightest breath.
To float away into the thin air,
to become something else,
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