i know it’s in there

I have words stuck somewhere in my body and its making me crazy. there is some kind of story or something trying to come out and I have no idea what it is. its just sitting there taunting me. i keep sitting down to write it but it won’t come out so i force myself to blog hoping it might escape the depths of where ever its buried. its not happening and its giving me anxiety.
oh you miserable little story , you little quip. i hate you.
you give me heartburn.