Natasha

So many unspoken words, so many things left to say.

The unbearable agony of pain that is all that's left to feel.

The ringing in my ear just consuming my brain.

It's okay, its okay, its okay they say.

Their sorrys they speak, their so open but yet to blind to see.

The dark depths reaching for me.

I'm screaming with anger felt pain like a splattered canvas of envious rage.

Than I stop and stare at the ticking clock,

tic-toc, tic-toc

No just stop!

How to say what I want to say When my voice is taken from me, like a praised treasure.

So many unspoken words. I guess it'll just have to wait.

Until than safe journey's beautiful soul that is ever so bright.

I love you and sleep tight.