Was I really that naïve?
All the hints spelled out
In front of my face.
Saw nothing out of order,
Blinded by how it was meant to be
...
In denial.
Did I really forget?
Or was it intensional?
Somehow I managed to
Convince myself it never happened.
...
In denial.
Always had trouble differentiating reality and fantasy...
Well,
Memories flow back,
All clear now...
Been suppressed for all those years...
They don't come alone,
They come bearing tears
...
and a blade...
YOU ARE READING
Unleashed Silence
PoetryI could fill a thousand pages telling you how I feel and you still wouldn't understand. In fact I don't even understand but I fear of drowning in the words left unsaid.
