Inside Out

You just want to talk, but no one will listen. Your mind is clouded and you need someone to ride the storm out with you, but everyone wants to make the storm fade and move on. Everyone you try to talk to seems to just want you to shut up. So you do. But it doesn't help you feel better. If anything, you feel worse than ever as that storm begins to drown you. Words you can't say shower you and pool around your ankles. You wade deeper in as more people ignore you. The words are on your shoulders and are slowly trickling into your mouth. Vinegary and bitter. They hang on your tongue.

You've gone on ignored for so long that the water is at your nose and is draining into your lungs. A storm you couldn't ignore but couldn't face alone is drowning you. You try to keep your head above water by talking to yourself about it, but at the first whisper of the word "crazy", you stop. The water levels rise until they are hanging under your eyelids, beginning to cloud your vision. Your world view begins to drown in your issues and it's showing. Bitterness has clogged every part of you and is taking over your actions. Without even realizing it, your problems have drowned you, and you can only hope you resurface one day and begin to claw your way out of it.