I feel it in my chest. It brings me to the ground. I can not tell where it's coming from. And it makes no sounds. I try to walk it off. I try to tear it down. I fear it's here to stay. How did it make it's way? So deep inside myself. I can not trace this voice. I try to scream for help. But sometimes when I lay. With my hands beneath my feet. And speak outside my soul. Still not knowing what it means. That maybe it's not so bad. To feel the way I feel.
