I’m finding it difficult to write.
My emotions are trapped in articulacy.
I lack the expression of words to convey them.
My heart bleeds and yearns for something in a place and world that transcends what is and is not.
To Be or Not To Be: That is the question.
What I am or who I am not?
What have I been versus what I have been? and who I should be?
What I have been told to be and what I want to be.
Tehilah! Trapped in the duty!