“Solemn Company”
These words and phrases echo
bouncing off the sides of my mind
words I cannot speak to you
pain and anguish is all they find
I collect the things I need to say
bottle them up and store them away
lawless jars that could land me in the stocks
the words inside are poison drops
and I dare not drip them into your ears
but the jars all overflow and burst at the seams
the glass cracks and shatters on the floor
and each small shard gashes and cuts my feet
a deserved wound for all the truth I’ve let out
and punishment for making you feel less
less than a queen an angel that you are
but now I come to realize something that puts a pit
in the empty thing that is my stomach
these words that I pen out right now
can never reach out to your ears
it is treason to even fathom what I have
the thoughts that have kept me up nights for years
walking down the streets of life and staring back at your eyes
looking down to find my hand locked inside of yours
pure torture I give and receive myself for being so bold
but bold after 3 years of silence hardly qualifies
these dreams that have built up over the winters and summers
these damning words that collected over the springs and falls
all sit now sighing and heaving and pushing fighting out
breaking their enclosures and thrashing all about
now the glass cuts into my veins and leaves me alone
with my pain to keep me solemn company
with my pain to keep me solemn company I write to you
with my pain to keep me solemn company I write to you….

 
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