I am in a place where they can't reach me.

This unexplainable sadness clouding me,

drowning me,

when I laugh, cry, stand, sit, move, breathe.

I wish I could just reach out and say here. this is where i am.

come find me.

But I can't, because whenever I try, my throat closes

with a thousand what-ifs and should-have-beens and

things unsaid for far too long.

So I stay lost

and they stay searching.