Left Unsaid

We have come to a point
in our conversations,
where language means nothing
and hardly love holds a purpose
any longer.

 

Yet I still struggle to find words,
no matter how insignificant they are
to our problems.
Just anything I could say to possibly
push through this heavy annoyance
that is constantly chewing on my brain.

 

My jaws unclench,
tongue forms consonants
followed by vowels.
I'm uselessly conversing some bullshit to you,
something about "It's over".

 

But my focus is somehwere closer to you.
I let my mouth keep you occupied
as I study the earthy brown of your eyes.

 

Something I say inturrupts this,
and the ground begins to crumble,
destroying my sea.

 

Our communication has ceased.
I stay as long as I can,
but the irritating nibbling on the nape of my neck
will not surrender.
I take this as my cue to leave,
and dont take with me this natural disaster.

 

Author's Note

Not so sure about the last stanza.

Reviews

[man Atek]

and dont take with me this natural disaster

wow ... digging to diction
make understand for
natural behavior
sep jez !

[Leap]

Hey, so didn't know you wrote. I'm impressed. Although I know It's none of my business...you guys seemed good together. I'm not sure if I've ever seen him as happy as when he was with you. Maybe this Isn't about him, I don't know. Anyway, just had to say that but really I like it and I will be reading more. The 3rd stanza is especially good...the words are strong - good placement and flow. I like the indecision. You're torn. The last stanza fits well if leaving was the decision you wanted. I'll soon be reading more.