So many things,
never said.
Words unspoken.
So many times
I left with
threads untangled.
Words unravelled,
thoughts not travelled.
Mountains unconquered.
Oceans I should have sailed.
but regret is a ship
with only pain onboard
that has been docked too long.
I'm going to let it set course,
in hope of finding happiness
on the waves of a song.
Living cautious,
just floating
on still waters.
I never said the words I had
stored in my head.
Let them grow instead,
into trees, a forest
I could never navigate.
A maze where
each pathway led
back on itself.
Cowardly,
sitting in my
own company.
It's easier than trying to talk,
and feeling ridicule wash over me.
All of my life I've denied myself
happiness, chances, companionship.
Instead, I've been on a solo trip,
Fearing peoples glances
in case they see
my paper-thin fragility.
The way I crack
when pressure
is placed upon me.
The way my mind
stops working momentarily,
usually right when I need it to be
singing at high key.
So, I've stored up words,
boxed up inside.
Things I never let out,
or would keep locked up
and tongue tied.
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