Drawing: Woman afraid to speak out

Sometimes I have something to say.

But I’m afraid if I do, something will break.

Like my truth is made of nails and snakes,

Sharpened knives and shattered glass,

Licked with flames and doused in gas.

I hold my thoughts like jagged claws

Trapped, behind clenched jaws

Fierce, like a tiger’s incisors bared

Deathly scared

Of the pain I’d cause

Of loss

Of hurting

From blurting

Uncensored wording.

Sometimes I have something to say

That feels like a mess

“AAAAAHHH Choooo!”
(god bless)

But I know if I don’t

I’ll be stuck

Thinking “Fuck!”

Behind a wall

That’s miles tall

And oceans wide

With you alone

On the other side.

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