Telling someone what you heard or what you read is easy. Like a walk in the park. You just put out there what you saw. It’s like fighting a known enemy. You know how to deal with it. But what about what you feel? Ever tried explaining that? Ever felt the need for more words than what already exist? Having a certain something inside your head or your heart (whatever floats your boat) that you can’t get out, can’t let others know what you feel. Like whispers in your head that only you hear, disheveled beyond your recognition. No way to express what you feel. Like being mute, a mute with the power to speak, like you are bewitched, a curse that lies upon you.