What I can’t say

Do you know that feeling, when you come here, meaning to write because you can’t talk about it, because you can’t run from it but you can’t run it out, either? Coming here, having so much to say, so many emotions crammed into your chest, squeezing the breath out of you, so many things to tell someone, but there really isn’t anyone who would understand so you don’t think you should even start trying - and then realizing you don’t have the words to fill in the blank expanse of space stretching out in front of you.

I have that feeling, sometimes. Like no one in the world understands, even though I know most people probably feel the same way at one point in time or another.

Inescapably lonely, and irrevocably mute.

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