Thought Bubbles

they bounce out of my head and hover
shoulder height attached round the neck

holding all the things
i want to say

i know a reader
would know what i mean

and understand 
everything bottled up inside

but instead the words
are delegated to a circle

tethered only to me
by a few little bubble

sometimes i wish
i could let them go

like the balloon 
they resemble

but are stubborn
and held by gravity 

defying the natural order
to fly away and leave me

so instead i resemble 
the proverbial balloon man

the only way to rid myself  
of the things slowly choking me

is to pop them
and let them out

into the world
where they belong

not locked in a bubble
not held like a balloon

but free because somehow
that's lighter than holding on