Unspoken Chaos
We feel, but the things we feel can't be described in words.
Maybe there's no solution for such feelings,
Or maybe we're afraid it'll cause outer world chaos.
Yet it's causing chaos inside you.
Things meant to be talked about,
Problems meant to be solved,
But do we talk? Do we solve?
We rather avoid this discomfort.
We tend to accept familiarity
Because we're afraid of "what ifs?"
14 September 2024
©Maya Evans
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