my thoughts often run wild and free
for I make no move to restrain Them
They are rampant within my head, reverberating against my skull to escape
i often leave them locked up inside because i am so afraid, so apprehensive of losing control
my speech may be small, quiet in the Downpour, but it is sharp and abrasive, constantly striking at the unSuspecting
for if i cannot master myself, i am in no position to command anyone else
so i close the gap between my lips when speech is crucial and allow the rain to drown me
is it better to have lashed and to regret, or to have been motionless and subservient?
i do not know.
- neeha
