The necessity of Sanity

I will not speak

the words I think.  

This is the key,

to the necessity of sanity.

 Words unspoken, Yet thoughts full of life;  It all seems surreal,  It doesn't seem right.  Warm feelings,  but cold thoughts  holding them back, let go, I cannot.  My lips may never  speak words I do think, and I will keep it inside,  my thoughts beyond unique.  I can feel it inside.  My heart racing fast,  Have i let my thoughts go?  I must take them back.  Trapped inside, this vivid bad dream; my spoken words, my feelings surely seen.  So must I ask,  Don't you hear what I speak? My thoughts are all spoken. I've broken free of sanity.  

This poem is about: 
Me

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