The silence of The Unsaid...
Choruses of what needs to Be Told
echo in my mind.
A scrambled photo of blurry confusion
back-tracked swirls ,
a merry-go-round of wanderings
that I can't wrap my mind around.
Yearning for something Sure.
Drifting helplessly, Floundering in a relentless undercurrent of light breaths.
Unsure of where I even am wanting to be.
wrestling hopelessly with this Nagging Emptiness in my stomach.
I try and swallow the fear.
I choke on the heavy hollowness.
The accusatory stares of The words I didn't say,