i don't even have the energy to get the words out
to express how if am feeling
oh they are there
in the deep crevices of my soul
yearning to get out
to be heard -read
but to do so, would mean opening up my emotions
put them on display
bare
letting my heart bleed
i can't stand the pain
the thought of putting forth such effort
all for the sake of letting my feelings come out
frightens me
listless
my soul
tired
and so, like a bear during the winter months
i return back to my inner cave
to hibernate
safe haven
my words
my truth
will have to wait
