In cryptic corners of my mind does dwell,
The 'things I never said' in a silent cell,
In shadows' grip, emotions swell.
The barbed wire of thoughts form a tight cage,
Bitter murmurs of depression, a quiet rage,
And yet, my silence arrests this stage.
Bound by anxiety, fears emerge and fade,
In the silent cinema of decisions not made,
These things I never said, in mind's maze laid.
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Things I Never Said (A Collection of Unsaid Thoughts)
PoetryIn the depths of these verses, within the lines that form the tapestry of my poetry, rest my most tender and vulnerable thoughts. They reside here, delicately tucked away, crafted into words that I have never found the courage to speak aloud. Do not...
