This is why I write.

Confession

To feel as if it leaps beyond;

the heart yet strong, is crashing down

When wanting to get it off your chest,

but can't afford to make a sound.

When words come close upon one's tongue

but you refrain for it to be;

The truth may not be seen in lips

but in your eyes they'll always speak.

The time is now for you to be

though hard it may is to be brave,

...

I look at you and sigh out loud,

This is more than what I allowed.