Speak It Out
Distance ripping souls.
Insecurities taking over.
Feelings can't be exposed.
Tired of the uncountable times that's taking over.
Longing the taste and the touch,
how long will it take to be over?
Why is this my luck?
Tell me my lover.
I'm sick of it.
I'm sure you can clearly see.
How do you feel about it?
Is it like me?
Don't be silent.
Speak it out.
Let me hear your thoughts.
Tell me it'll be over.
Tell me it'll all be alright my love.
Copyright © Yoni Abai | Year Posted 2017
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