i wrote the 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 a letter
written on a thin sheet
with 𝚊 crooked penmanship
dug out from the memory
about us i could no longer keep.
words bleed, hearts out.
in my tongue, there
danced the unsaid truth about-
the agendas hidden purposely;
i lied for them not to see the
truth about me.
i wrote 𝑛𝑜𝑡 the world a letter
spilled all my love and heartache
in every stroke against the pale paper
hung the words i should've said
the time before you left
but hid you through a pronoun her.
YOU ARE READING
unspoken
Poetry•𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 [𝑎𝑑𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒\ˌən-ˈspō-kən\] 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑...𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. *** 𑁍𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝚌𝚌𝚝𝚘. 𝒫...
