I can't put in words what I feel in my chest. I feel it running and jumping, thumping and bumping but all in a black bottomless pit. Rendering its efforts useless. Would I express, scream and shout to make things clear ? Yes, in a heart beat. In a blink of an eye, the second I jump up from a seat. I would if I could. And I should, I really should. But what difference does it make ? You have your eyes white, your ears blocked, your mouth shut and most importantly, your heart tied. Give me a chance to prove and I'll make the right moves. I'll hold tight and treat right because you deserve to be loved with the utmost desire. But, this is all just a dream, a lucid one at that. Its best for me to just close my eyes and take back my slumber slowly, deeply. Someday my pain.