Thursday, July 16, 2020

Unspoken


Words unspoken 
Haunt you like 
the lingering whispers 
of energy 
left over from whatever 
isn't finished. 

Are you okay? 
Did it hurt? 
Do you need help? 
Why are you saying what you're saying? 
Why do I feel as if I'm in danger?

with that look, those eyes
that keep holding me as if
you had already decided
what was going to happen.

Am I in danger?

I'm frozen, can't speak
can't think, this is all
too overwhelming
confusion too bright, 
to nonsensical, too much to
take as truth.

I'm sorry this happened.
Is there anything I can do?
Can we talk?

about that day, those years, those times, why you were so mean.

Are you sad?
Are you going to hurt yourself?
Are you in danger, like me,
from your own mind?
Does it make a difference
that I'm here
or am I simply wasted breath?

Foregone, forgotten, forbidden.
I don't know what to say now. 
I walked away
because there was nothing left.
No words
Simply empty.