Writing is intimate

You bare yourself

Your naked

Nothing is covering you

You don’t have a barrier to protect to yourself

Nothing to hide

Shadows come to light

Dirty little secrets are shared

Your views

Your urges

Your fears

Your thoughts

Thoughts that no one knows but you know

Then you perform your worst fears

Fears no one knows

It becomes scary

You scare yourself with your thoughts

If you stutter

If you cry

If you stumble

If you feel like you are going to die

The hope they will understand

Anxiety takes over

Words don't feel like words

Words have feelings

Every word has a new sensation

Love makes my stomach ache

Pain makes my chest hurt

Anger makes my eyes water

I start to cry

I start to shake

I feel numb

Almost as if i could not get hurt

Time is taking too long

I start to think

Do they understand me

Do they get my point

Will they understand where i come from

Do they understand what i’m saying

Instinct kicks in

Survival mode

Everything could be lost in one moment

Future is in thought

Hope to get praise

Hope your words will transform

Transform to a movement

Transform to a point

Transform to fact

Transform to another view that is accepted

Then fear kicks in

I’m silent

I think of how I should speak with confidence

I think of how i should speak as if i know

As if I know this truth

As if I know how to act

Or know something no one knows

But if you ask me I will answer with truth

I know nothing

There is so much unoun

I just view thoughts  differently

But i know no unoun

I don’t speak with confidence

And i am scared