Unspoken Sorrow

who dare maintain
these mournful maladies

of fickle affectation

is a heart sworn sleeve

bleeding out
its cryptic truths

alas, we all must strive
for prudence

taking only what we need

for heedless hearts
shall leave no remnants

consuming all

’til come the day
of tempest calling

skies of weary shoulders fall

with nothing more
than hollow secrets

lining beds of dirt

writhing in eternal anguish

rapt amid unspoken sorrow

[image credit: Vittorio Zecchin]

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