[17 January, 2020]
11:07 Pm.
P.S. I feel, too much.
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Still and silent,
I am,
You see.
Not speaking,
What's on my mind.
Or what I feel.
Words form inside my head,
A million poetry,
Unable to be spoken,
Or heard.
By you.
I wonder if you even know,
A single thought,
Leaking into my eyes,
Darkening the color.
A different expression,
From what I always wear.
I know you care.
But do you hear?
When secret I speak
Through a stare,
With that delicate
expression
on my face?
Do you hear,
The simple words,
Spoken through
the silence?
Do you see,
Through the wall,
Behind my eyes?
Memories swimming,
Drowning.
Thoughts, floating.
Each,
With a thread,
Tugging me
towards
you.
My feelings are unspoken,
My thoughts hidden,
Behind the mess,
Of delicate thoughts,
tangling.
Of you.
YOU ARE READING
Songs That My Heart Sings. ✔️
Poetry*Here are some songs that my heart sang.* Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste. And a promise, of everlasting hope. Lets trace these p...
