Unsaid Words
Cognitive simplicities reveled in each line
Nothing is impeccably right, nothing is fine
I reach the path where a lie is justified by words
By the time it is finished they flee like birds
Into a path where their tattered wings can heal
Where darkness cringes and the hidden scrolls seal
I need to find the light where the rhymes deem right
I need to see how much I can bear it this night
I am cradled by unsaid words every solitary day
If only the words I write that linger could take the pain away
I want to see you again, but as I unfold within
These undaunted subtleties tear away the skin
You are left in bear bone while I am still alone
A crowd surrounds me as my mind begins to roam
Scratching out a line to make room for the lie,
The truth stammers and withers as the birds fly by
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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