shy

even his pen was too shy 

to say the choler words he felt,

afraid they’d awaken his dormant stones of pain.

so the words remained trapped inside the timid ink

of immearsurable emotions unanswered,

 never to be written.

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halfway

sharing what was important to him

he noticed halfway through the conversation,

the crack in the wall where the light shined through

had gone dark.

 

so he changed the conversation

 away from what his heart needed to express

and directed it back to the crack in the wall

where the light shined again.    

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he

he had things he never said out loud,
allowing them to remain inside and die,
afraid he’d lose
what would never be returned.

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