sometimes you don't feel like talking,
not cause you don't want to,
or you don't wish to,
or that you don't like who
you're talking to.

it's just that sometimes
you feel, after saying
something, something of great
importance to your heart,
or your soul, you feel
that you don't feel it
anymore.

like as though,
by saying it,
you're letting it go,
and you know,
sometimes, you don't
want to let things go.

because you know
things can go on
and new things
can grow
out of what
has been grown.

and because
you want to feel
feel that something
that sort of shows
that you're still
alive and not
part of an
illusion.

but keeping things
inside of you
like a bottle
will not help
because you know
someday,
somehow,
somewhy,
it'll be opened

and if there's
just too much being
bottled up,
everything will
just spill out
instantly,
automatically,
logically,
and it'll just
be too much,
too much, for
anyone to get
what you feel
what you say
what you think.


but despite all your wants,
your needs, your desires,
you know in this world,
things are going to go
against you,

not because you're
right and they
are wrong,
or they being
right and you
being wrong,
but because
in actual fact
there's no
right or wrong.

but still despite all those
negative happenings
occurring around you,
as though it's taking
over your world,

you should be living
for that small little
good thing right there,
and not forsaking
anything, or everything
with the thought
of ending it all.


no clue as to why those words came out,
with me not understanding half of what's
being written after re-reading,
still, it's the way i want it,
to have it written down,
as though engraved into something,
because, i don't want to let it out.
i still want to feel.