Do I want to talk about it?
Tell you what I try to hide
Open up, trust instead of lie
To you I'd reveal my deepest secrets
No hesitation
No doubt
I trust you unlike all the others
But still, do I want to talk?
So tired of my problems
My feelings
I've nothing left to say
But maybe I'm not just tired
Maybe it's something else
Something more
A fear of what may befall
Maybe it's you instead
The heartache
The longing
Can't talk because it's you I miss
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Burdened: Vol. #11
PoetryNot all of these poems fit this title, but most of them do. Many of these poems are from a dark time of my life. I felt I was dragging my feet through life. Every conversation I had it felt like I told some lie. And each lie felt like a brick I carr...
