In the silent sea of my secret heart,
Life's ship sails, teetering apart,
On the 'things I never said', my quiet art.
Depression's wave, an endless tide,
Drowning whispers in the wake so wide,
Each unsaid word, a prisoner inside.
Anger's tempest, a storm unleashed,
In the echo of silence, hope is leashed,
Anxiety's shadow over joy is creased.
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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...
