Why can't I do it?
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Sitting down and my head is bowed,
I feel waves inside me at my throat.
It's like the water is not allowed,
not passed through to lift my boat.
Emotionally obvious through solemn face,
the room is darkened around me.
I wish just to feel one embrace
and maybe a voice to find me.
Although not admitting I want to be found,
conflicted, I'm wanting to be left alone.
Not to talk or speak or be loud,
it's hard to find the right tone.
I know what I must do though,
the tide is rising deep inside.
With every emotion I feel low
and yet why haven't I cried?