Unspoken
There's so many things
I'd like to say, but I can't not today.
So many things unspoken.
It leaves me tired and broken.
I'm so afraid you'll think me a joke,
if of these things I spoke.
Unspoken they remain,
feeling that I cannot explain.
I'm exausted from refrain.
To you I don't dare complain.
If to you these words were spoken.
I fear that you would leave me broken.
Then I'd definetley feel like croakin.
Unspoken these things will remain,
and there's no one to be blamed.
For I think we both feel ashamed,
of these things I cannot explain.
So forever they shall remain unspoken
poem by Michael McParland
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