Pit in my stomach, why can the floor not swallow me?

Damn. Damn. Damn. Why can I not let it be?

A simple fool. I open my mouth and say what I say

Only to have it pushed off to another day, a different day.



Even after all this time, I only ever had one wish

To cease this childishness, cease being so foolish

And to simply open up, to speak, to share –

And not curl up as soon as the words left, to not care.

Why can I never open my eyes and just see

That some things are left unsaid and not to be?


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