if I say nothing
keep this heart sewn closed
as my mouth
if I just speak
if I
just speak
if I just
speak
my eyes their truth
and voice
frames no words
for you to spin
if I say nothing
you
force words in my mouth
rough and bitter
not tasting
of anything I would say
and I will
spit them out
back to you
justifying anger
I did not shape
from the beginning
silence is not enough
it is time
for these feet to move
where you will not follow
better that those feet left, not to be followed, but one day….
Oh, yes, much, much better. Read the newest one–its more fun
ok…and I commented. couldn’t help it. lol
I love this one I have been there, those first steps so hard but needed and if I hadn’t i might not be sat here reading this now
understood…Glad you took yours.
Yes. A worthy determination, I would imagine. We all deserve happiness, yes?
Yes, we do!
And don’t look back!
Yep, good point. Eyes forward.
Close encounters of the painful type……when mind/heart disengage, feet need to move – beyond a difficult present – travelling light, with hope, openness and forgiveness. Pole sana, Susan!
Imela, my friend
Painful and intense !!!
Yep. Thanks for reading.
there’s a strange spectre in these lines!
Yes, there is.
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Beautiful
Thanks, Matt.
So much hurt, so intense. I’ve been there and back, thank God. Glad you wrote this
Thanks, Celestine. Glad you made it back!