I have a thought that tickles down my soul bank of thoughts.
It's a thought that dilutes all the sweet taste of all I thought.
One that gaol the psyche and maneuver in the midst of all my anxiety.
I would have uttered it to my close companions but the thoughts of being ridiculed consistently quenched out the desire to communicate.
Can I find a pure one who can listen and not tell the world my greatest fear?
The dependent one is but an atom in the midst of particles.
I will dig dip till I find who can bear my world with me.