Poetry

Voiceless Notebook

Silence from the words once spoken
Hidden from the page turned over
Words left unread; untouched from the original
Lying there: striking fear into your heart, knowledge to other people of feelings hidden.
Hidden without a trace;
Ink stains lay smudging as tears roll through the page
Wetting what was wrote yesterday
What you do when you don't pray
For a better life or future
"Send me to heaven" you pray
Aware of the past that is hidden.
Hidden on that last page.
All written in your voiceless notebook.