Finding my voice again

The scariest thing on Earth is to have no voice. Since I decided to keep it all in--all my thoughts--nothing comes out anymore. Before I used to have a lot to say. I want to share about everything, because I thought someone would be interested. It's all kept inside of me now. Scattered bits and pieces. I don't have much to say about church anymore. I like to express myself. I like to mention how much I miss the past,  but there's always a hindrance. I am teaching myself to speak again. Then perhaps, I can find my words back.