The feeling of being sick
Surrounded by these emotions
With no name
They fill me up and
Consume me
Until...
I can't breathe
I can't speak
Only cry to myself
In pain
Sickened by the words
I can't say
I choke as I try to stop
Those dangerous words
I can never say
Nor can I ever write
I would be the unknown face
Behind a millon Works of Art
Famous yet Unseen
But I can't speak
I can't tell
I can't go against
Then no one believes
Or knows that
I'm Sick
Of myself and these
Words
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