the moment when it occurs,
can’t quite speak to it,
but you know its there,
won’t be until later,
when breathing becomes easier,
that we can begin to process,
just why that happened,
what caused me to look you in the eye,
and fail to say ‘I love you’
what is it that gets in the way
won’t let me knock down the wall,
the invisible glass
separates what I really feel from what I want to say.
when it occurs,
the disconnect is there,
no matter how loud I scream inside,
not a word, no utterance,
my eyes are even locked tight to protect my soul.
I wish I could,
let my internal demons be released,
certainly not to harm,
to allow that goodness to always remain.