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Do you ever feel like you might
overflow
You are belly-ache full of emotion
and don't know how to let it go
Laughter gurgles its way up to your mouth
you bite it back
maybe it's the last thing that'll grace your lips
before you spill out
every word you never said
In bed at night you dream up
a list of things that might make you cry
and pray, under your breath, for relief
You once saw a movie
where a man went and screamed into the ocean
releasing his woes upon the tides
The things inside you are too much for the sea to carry
too wretched for the shore
You might be more suited for a cave
where every syllable can echo out,
skim the walls, and fall back onto you
Give space for your aches to finally erupt
to lay out in total heartbreak
carve names and dates into the stone
begging them to seep in and stay