What can you do when there’s so much to say, yet nothing comes out?
It’s like the effect of screaming into a pillow, no one can hear you.
What can you do when these emotions have to be contained?
It’s like you’re lucid dreaming; can hear but can’t move or talk.
Small talk seems to always put bigger actions into plan.
What happens when those plans don’t pull thru?
Mental pictures depict an orchestrated path of intamacy.
Yet literally and vividly things don’t seem to come together.
What happens when you want to perform an action, but too afraid to see the outcome?
These days everything seems to be done closed lipped.
We want to dip into our indulges but aren’t prepared for the unforeseen.
The world becomes diluted with simplicity.