Head to Toe

I cannot speak, not because of the mental barriers, but because of the overwhelmed mind ..

It's something that cannot be spoken of easily, for few will understand anyway. Those tormenting moments, the constant pinch, soothed not by the calmness of mind but supported by the question of why.

Tears can flow -- a prove that I have emotions too. 

I feel pain, I was tense, I am afraid. 

I fear. I try. I contain.

I will not speak, so that I don't have to fake a "I'm fine"; so that I don't have to answer questions people ask; and for selfish reasons as to so that I won't get hurt by people's mindless words when they blurt out their concerns. 

These are the reasons why I chose to be alone; these are the reasons why blanket is the bearer of my warmth.

For all that's wanted at that moment, was just a heartful cry.