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Things left Unsaid


I stand alone, nothings wrong.
Nothing Much.
The morning dew covering all that I see.
The Mother has done this for me?
The musical of a Sunrise. Colours never noticed in the skies.
Warmth surrounds me, and I am bathed in his misty light.
Four walls encase me, and I want to scream.
Scream for my voice to be returned to me.
I long to speak my mind.
But when is the right place, the right time?
If not here, where?
If not now, When?
Wanting, waiting  for the questions.
But they never come.
Never the right questions, I'm comming undone.
If I'm asked what's wrong one more time...
I just might answer.
But what runs through my head
has nothing to do with things that have been said.
It's those secrets that are mine,
Mine alone to tell.
Those stories of the past, which haunt me, so well.
For years I have hidden aspects of my life.
Those things best forgotten, and away I've put my strife.
Why am I different, more fragile than most.
I'm told I need the power to release these ghosts.
I'm screaming inside, the anger just beneath my skin.
My blood is boiling, I want the dream to begin.
The nightmares not over, I can not rest.
I've seen so much pain, I'd have rather taken two to the chest.
But through it all, I've taken it in stride.
It takes all I have just to stay alive.
I'm surrounded by Morons! Those who think they know the truth.
Yet they know nothing of what or why I  keep aloof.
The questions unasked, keep me quieted behind the mask.
Never showing my true colours, not wanting it seen.
There's always a story to what was once my scene.
The reasons are out there, for things that never did last.
Caught up in the mystery that is my past.
All good things must come to an end, or so they do say.
But what of the bad things that start off each day?
The stress of my secrets are eating away.
All that was gone, here in this evil way.
The strength of my Ancestors is waning fast,
I cry at night just to get my rest at last.
But alas the past is past, and the future unset.
My darkness sets hold as I put this pen down to rest.

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