literature

Things Better Left Unsaid

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By Rooster5man
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I repeat the things in my head simultaneously,
It's usually several things at once,
And that's how I got here.

I've come down with a case of humanity.
It involves headaches, nausea, heart pains and sighs,
Rage and memory loss,
Being unable to speak.

And so I write,
Without knowing what to write,
And I say,
Without knowing what to say,
And I think,
Without knowing what to think. Anymore, at least.

If I ever knew how to do any of these.

But these things are better left unsaid,
Because the blame's put on me for these things,
And not anyone else.

I'm given a thousand burdens and can only handle one or two at the most.

Life's a great burden.
But it can be molded to perfection in the right hands.

I had the right mold, I had the right phrasings,
But the mold shattered with my heart and my head.

What you're reading now is the runover from my melted self.

Everything boiled down to this. Literally.  

And so I continue to write without knowing what to say,
And I continue to talk without knowing what to say,
And I wonder why.

It's something you can't put into words,
Even though this page is filled with them.

And it goes to say it's better left unsaid.
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LaptopNinja510's avatar
"And so I write,
Without knowing what to write,
And I say,
Without knowing what to say,
And I think,
Without knowing what to think. Anymore, at least."

-I like that, because I do this a lot. Really good poem!
Rooster5man's avatar
Glad there's someone else just like me then, lol. Thank you!
LaptopNinja510's avatar
haha, everyone experiences this now and then! You're welcome~
Rooster5man's avatar
How would I know? =P