Poem #168

I’ve kept all of this bottled up inside
for so long that it just can’t all come
out of my mouth or through writing.
It started crawling out of me through
the hole you left in my chest and it burns
even more than your betrayal did.

2 thoughts on “Poem #168

  1. Unspoken words always come within wounded hearts! Thanks for sharing!

  2. Beautiful existential angst. The tropes are so raw I shudder in tremulous excitement Anand Bose from Kerala

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