My mind fills up with all that I cannot say. To you. To me. I long to feel how free I am. How trapped I am. I hear too much and it hurts me in all different places. I thought I lived with the wind. I thought I was able to shut it out. But you are in my ears and you are loud. It hurts and I want to cry. I want to cry shamelessly like infants do. I want to feel and I want it to stop. I know this is a feeling. It will blow away. Now though, it is everything.