Boredom and fear

Things left unsaid

A life left unfinished

Hidden in bed

Four walls surround

Protect and maintain

Smother your hopes

And all sense of gain

Escapes within reach

Day after day

So close to life

Yet so far away


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About caseyjones89

I like to write. To observe human nature. To envision what the future might hold. Fingers crossed for immortality and friendly dragons capable of both speech and interstellar travel.

3 responses to “Unsaid”

  1. seannapearl says :

    What you’ve said of the unsaid needed to be said! Lovely. Thanks for the like:)

  2. bearspawprint says :

    Hmmm. As the Mother of four sons, the oldest 42, the youngest 20, I think I read double entendre, unsaid here, too. 🙂 But I won’t tell anybody out loud.

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