Words aren't enough

Do you ever feel like words aren’t enough to describe the dizzying array of thoughts that goes inside you? Like you’ve tried to use all of them, in different languages and combinations, and yet can never find a way to send the message across?

How can something that you feel so clearly, that has been with you for as long as you can remember, be so hard to explain?

There’s a tide of thoughts that floods every single moment of your life, that prevents you from sleeping, that takes over your dreams and makes it impossible to enjoy anything 100%, and yet, when it comes to this you can’t seem able to make a single coherent sentence.

Maybe this inability is fueled by the inconsistencies within yourself. The antagonistic sides of you. The ones you can’t find balance for. The person that trusts no-one and sees the world as a dark place, always waiting for the other shoe to drop, always imagining the worst possible scenario, versus the naïve romantic one that desperately wants to believe in fairytales. The one that vows for protection and preaches reliability, but whose true self nobody knows.

So many thoughts and feelings going through you at all times that it’s hard to keep up, hard not to skip a bit. So much to say and yet most times it’s like there aren’t enough words to neatly sum up what you feel.