Unspoken

I’ll open the door with a sentence
Before you ring the bell
Your lack of response says
More than words will ever tell.
You just stand there looking blindly
At me and then the floor
Then you turn slightly sideways
You don’t want to hear no more.
So the words will go unspoken
The feelings be suppressed
All my truths are too binding
And make you feel oppressed.
The depths at which I swim
You dare not even tread
You fight a bloody battle
But yet you fear my head.
When my words go unspoken
And to the corner I am cast
At any given moment
The chance could be your last.
I won’t stand indefinitely
In the doorway you see
If your eyes don’t look up
You can’t see me.
The silence will tell
What needs to be told
and the shadow you cast
Just lets in the cold.
Please keep on walking
Don’t hesitate
Either enter or leave
So I can close the gate.

RaenellDawn

RaenellDawn

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I’ve always been a deep thinker. Superficial, mediocre conversations will never do. I want the raw, bone deep, authentic version of people. I’ve always expressed myself through writing. The only talent I possess is being able to articulate emotions through written expressions. Strangers comment on how my writing has helped them to realize that they are not alone. They find comfort in knowing that someone out there not only understands, but can put into words, what they feel. I’m an INFJ-E

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