Archive for June, 2015

Words clog up in my throat,
I can’t find those that I sought.
This is no ordinary night,
For I feel the depth and might,
Of my emotions I tried to hide.
“I miss you” is redundant,
“I need you” is a cliche.
The ache of finding words,
That echo my lost chords,
Is making me sleepless,
Unfamiliar and out of place.
I beg you to read me through,
Hear the unsaid pulsations,
Of a heart bound by restrictions,
Afraid of causing dreaded repercussions.
Damn you all who so lightly,
Dared to say you “missed”,
I bet none ever knew the dread,
The fear of losing your place,
In a heart trodden with regrets.

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