Calculating the distance between thought and action. Understanding the action I hadn't thought. Thinking the thought I don't dare act upon.
Why do I speak what I don't want to say?
Why are the words I always want to say locked up within my mind?
They float through my mind like a fish floats in a river. But when I try to say them, they reach a waterfall which they dare not scale, and I'm stuck making gasping noises.
They say I shouldn't concern myself over it, they say that I don't have to say. But what they don't know half the problem. If only they knew, then they would understand what urgency what I want to say has.
Even right now, I find it difficult to write this peice. My mind has so much more to say, and it's almost as if there is no abstract representation to represent it.
My mind is so unkind, it keeps me guessing all the time.