UnspokenA Poem by Rachael Reina
There is so much that I want to write.
So many words that I'd just end up writing all night. I feel so much pent up inside, It feels like I'm an ocean reaching high tide. I leave so much unsaid, and lock them in, Even though keeping what I feel inside I think may be my greatest sin. Every prisoner inside of me rallies together, Creating a creature inside me that I'm stuck with forever. There is so much that I want to write, But I fear my own words of venom and spite. -R. R. R.
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