Out

     The words are trapped in my mouth. The one person I thought I could depend on does not have enough patience for me. She thought that I wouldn't talk with her. I felt trapped. But how can I tell her when the words die in my throat before they even reach my mouth. I have to clench my teeth to force them out.

      I can't get my words out. I cried. I can't word them. 

      Yes you can!

      No, I can't.

     Sometimes I need to sit there for a moment to think of an easy way out. To come up with words that won't make my throat constrict. 

     She doesn't believe me. She yells at me. Demanding me to talk. I try, I really do. But I'm stuck. My words are trapped in my head, forming and breaking, trying to figure themselves out and making sentences but having to tear them down because they won't come out. They won't come out.