Can't shift this thought,
it's like a lift caught
between floors,
the passengers
banging the walls inside.
Reverberating the words
around my mind.
I sought answers,
but what if my questions
were wrong?
Was I longing for something
that could be wrong?
Was I barking up
the wrong tree all along?
Or did I just never share
the right words in my song?
I keep my thoughts
in a space, lodged deep
in my head,
like a nest in a tree
where my imagination
can find its bed,
then when it's ready
spread its wings
and fly, forever free.
Coming back to me anytime
it needs a place to spread.
But I still can't shake this feeling,
of unknowingly revealing
what was supposed
to stay hidden.
Thoughts that should
have stayed in the shadows of night,
have somehow found themselves
basking in the warming day light.
I wanted to feel,
but is feeling a good thing,
when the sting of pain
is oh so real?
When dejection follows
rejection after sharing
your affection.
Is feeling going to help
when all you feel inside
is deflated hope?
A broken heart tied together
with frayed rope.
Can't shift the thought,
That I should have
kept my mouth shut.
Stayed silently stood
in the shadows instead,
but if I didn’t share my heart
how would you know
how much it bled?
How it wanted to hear
every thought in your head.
If I kept my thoughts buried
How would you know
that every beat was there to add
a backing to your chorus.
It wanted you to know
that it was forever yours to own.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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