Unspoken
A new poem I wrote about a month back.
I'm sorry
For the things
I do not say
Even when the words
Do come
They stick upon
My tongue
And slowly
Fade away.
You keep me
On a ledge
Where I can only
Fall
I could walk along it
But never
From it
Can
I stray.
I'm frightened
By the thought
Of slipping
From your edge
To the tide
Below
Broken limbs
And battered heartbeats
Left
Whispering my dismay.
You could
Push me off
Watch me
Fall
Into the sea
Listen to my
Heart's lament
And leave me
Shattered
Where I lay.
The ocean
Could swallow me
Trap me
Beneath its waves
And
All those words
I could never say
Would remain
Upon my tongue
Until
They too are
Slowly
Washed away.
Copywritten to Xander Bradeshaw.