It's like someone forced a flame down my throat and burned all of the words I wanted to say but couldn't. But I'm sick of swallowing fire and feeling my words scorch my tongue. I want my thoughts out in the open, but somehow they always find a way to get stuck in my mouth. I hide behind metaphors that nobody ever sees, so in reality the only person I'm hiding from is myself. I don't want to be terrified by what I think anymore, and I'm tired of breaking my bones to keep from speaking up. I shake every time I feel and my body is becoming a constant earthquake. I'm cracking sidewalks and making buildings fall down. And at the end of the day, I always feel like the sidewalk. I always crash to the ground like the building. I am broken.