Relate Me Please

My muscles feel like they are being inserted into a meat shredder, and tiny splinters of metal are jabbing into their deteriorating, mangled pieces. I hope this is some sort of relatable description for you. Sometimes I just wish I could relate to whatever people are trying to tell or share with me, and fully understand their feeling without urging them to find some fantom words to describe it. When the truth is, we do not have nearly enough words or concepts to wrap our minds around other's feelings and thoughts.  

The song of the day is With Arms Outstetched by Rilo Kiley. Listening to this album, made me cry for the third time tonight. 

and if you want me, you better speak up, i won't wait.