Surreal and ambiguous.
Direct and illogical.
I hurt a gentle soul. A kind
I am not good at silence when sirens
sound in my chest.
I am good at over thinking
While the ship is sinking. While
It fills up with water.
There is still silence in water.
And then in the limp bodies that remain.
4 thoughts on “Unsaid”
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Moving. That captures pain perfectly.
Thank you. It is what i was feeling.
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