To the people I fell in Love with, to the people I treated wrong,
To the hearts I may have broken, to the songs I could not sing along.
To the promises I could not keep and the pain I put you through,I hope this letter finds you well, wherever you are my stranger friend.
I have been guilty, a suspended realization.
Yes, it took me time, to come back to all my senses.
I have been chasing the wrong people and pushing the ones right,
I have been living a lucid dream where there's darkness so bright.I've been living a false life, in hope of false light.
I've faked compassion, I've fake heart, I've faked myself just to look a part.So this is to the people who loved me. People who kept my heart. I hope this letter finds you well, wherever you are my stranger friend.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.