Things left unsaid
There are things that are left unsaid
Fearing a reaction that I dread
For here I stand still
Trying now to bend my will
There are times I question it now
Unable to comprehend how
It ended just like this
When I retreat to understand the gist
There will be a day when it is lost
And I wonder at the cost
Of standing alone my ground
Waiting watching for a sound.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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