Unspoken Poetry

7 0 0
                                    

Clogged down my throat,
Refusing to be let out,
Choking my neck,
Dragging me down

So many things I want to say,
Just when can I make them go away?
I want to tell you everything I know,
But something is telling me not to let go

I fear the day you learn all I didn't say,
'Cause I know you'd leave me that same day
I know I'd plead and won't let you go,
But you'd brush away my hold and escape it all

Flowers Of Love And TearsWhere stories live. Discover now