I’ve spent so long in darkness that I can’t really see all that well anymore.
I’ve spent so long staying quiet that I don’t really know how to tell you the truth anymore.
I’ve spent so long trying to be normal that I don’t really understand who I am anymore.
They said I can’t tell you my story because you wouldn’t believe it. Because some things were meant to be talked about only behind closed doors. And let’s be honest, I didn’t even have any words to describe it in the first place.
But it’s been too many years and the hand forcing my mouth shut has gotten so old and maybe, just maybe, I’ve learned enough metaphors to wrap the truth in so you’d understand what I’m trying to tell you without me actually telling you.
Words are my courage and fear is my story. The only question now is, would you actually care to listen?
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