It’s hard to find the right words.
Only with time can that part of mind muster
And uncover
The correct terms clustered
And afraid to be spoken,
So they’re just uttered,
Silently
My mind reacts violently from frustration.
The feelings, so true, so blatant,
Will never be spoken.
Instead forever mistaken
For not a feeling at all.
From your mind forever vacant,
While my soul continues aching.
Afraid of being denied, afraid of being neglected,
Afraid of being a lie, afraid of being rejected.
Or is it that I realize the true fears of the words.
Afraid to be recognized, afraid to be respected,
Afraid to be analyzed, afraid to be accepted.
They just cower and remained hidden
In the pit of my soul, feeling so forbidden.
Not to be shown, spoken or even
Written.
Deep down inside I know
You’ll never know how I feel
And I accept my defeat because
I just don’t have the will,
And never will.