I wish I could just thrash it out,
Let it out from my chest,
To someone else or even to the world,
But I just can't,
When in the back of my mind,
It'll hurt others,
I don't want that to happen,
I couldn't bear to see the others felt the same pains as I do,
To be in the same situation as I am,
It'll be a selfish thing I ever wish for,
Words does hurt you afterall,
And could kill you with its venomous arrangements of words,
That it twist your mind on particular things in your head,
And affect your mentality wellbeing if not aware of it.
-A-
(05.10.2020)
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Expressing The Unspoken
Poetry'Expressing The Unspoken' is a compilation of words about unheard voices and varieties of emotions that are hard to express by some of individuals. This unspoken things are tend to be bottled up which in some cases may affect the healths of the indi...
