Shush

Have you ever had one of those dreams where some extraordinarily paralyzing force grips you and you can't move?
And you can't run?
And you can't talk and your chest is being crushed and you can't breathe?
And you are struggling to form words and your tongue wont move?
And even when it moves and you are screaming ,nothing comes out of your open mouth?

And you are drowning.
But you can't swim because your arms weigh you down.
and the anchor hits bottom.

And you can't make those eyes turn?

Fuseli - The nightmare

And even after its all over and you wake up, someone is still holding you down by the wrists and you can't move and you just stare at the ceiling and wait for the feeling to pass.

That's how it feels to be around you.
And that's why I wont talk.

And it still feels so good to feel that.
Cause it feels good to feel anything at all.
I am, perhaps not a vegetable, after all.

And anyways, haven't you felt like there is nothing substantial to be said anymore, like when you have exhausted yourself, spoken so much that you have run out of words?
There’s uncharacteristic warmth in silence, which no word could ever afford, no?

That's exactly why I won't talk.