Things left unsaid.
By haizey
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Thinking in my mind.
Percieving thoughts of all kinds.
None to be said.
Keep it inside, feeling it eating away.
The things left unsaid making me grow more bitter each day.
Taking the time to sit still and contemplate on this marble window
sill.
The things left unsaid.....so quiet.
But I still hear them in my ears as I try to just softly step by
it.
It is hightening this overwhelming deposit of real.
I shake and I cry..I hate these words that I can feel.
The things left unsaid killing my essence of love....
Secrets and deception are that of hell.. I have nothing from
above.
I will shut my mouth and I will be soul still.
I will always crouch at things left unsaid..on this marble window
sill.
ASMHAIZ*)? Copyright 2001
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