Oh, the words!!
The words constantly floating in the back of my throat.
Screams and shouts and anger and goats
Legit, goats, and men that stare at them
This has nothing to do with you. You are extra.
It feels like I’m drowning.
Bubbles for words
Swim past my lips
As you stare back at me
Through the glass walls
In my prison of silence.
Self censor – to restrict or edit one’s own behavior in order to appear incognito, or to remain innocuous. To suppress one’s natural instinct or inclination for the sake of blending in.
Self censorship is like living in a cage of your own design, where every instinct and inclination is denied and where silence remains the preferred method of communication. My experience.
But I wasn’t just censoring my online presence. I was censoring myself.
Continue reading Writing #16: The Online Presence