A messed up heart :

Do not we all have one? Do not we all have those deep dark stories, on the back shelves of our' hearts and minds. Mine at the moment is so dark, I can not even reach out and pick, just one story. I am very numb. Not exactly ready to tell my story. Then, why is everybody trying to pull it out of me? I can not talk with my heart at the back of my throat. So, that's my story for now. . .until the bona-fide version finds its' way out of my being.