Speak or not at all

The ellipsis, they make me want to scream. The unsaid words threaten to swallow my being whole. What is it you want to say? Tell me, don't leave me here to imagine a world of chaos and secrets. In my mind, my fears are let to surface and takes over my rationality. Why are you letting me do this? All of this could have been avoided, if you would just speak. The words that you could have said, they could have saved me from the dark. They could have prevented me from doing this.

Speak not now and forever it shall be. Let your tongue be eaten by the vultures of which would vomit the chunks into your throat so that you need not speak. Let the regurgitated chunks decay in your throat so you will never mutter a sound. Let the scorpions sting all your ten fingers (or remaining ones) after it has been broken by the mouth of the dragon so that you need not type or write. For words are such a burden to you, is it not? If that is not the case, then why is it that you refuse to speak?

May you be blind, deaf, mute and paralysed, for words are such horrible things.