UnspokenA Poem by gabiaimeeToo many words are left unspoken
The longer something is held, the faster it will take shape.
As long as sorrows go unspoken, the thoughts will find escape. They'll swirl like fog around your bed and surface in a dream. Forced up your throat, into your mouth, and outward in a scream.
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Added on January 30, 2015 Last Updated on January 30, 2015 Tags: poem, poetry, anxiety, regret, words, thoughts, unspoken, talking, friend, best friend, marriage, relationship, friendship, sorrow, depression, worry, scream, dream, nightmare, fog Author
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