The Weight of Unspoken Words

Even though I had a lot left to say to you,

I stayed silent and wondered what if I had spoken?

Would it have made a difference,

Or would my words have been broken?

I reach out to grasp my words,

Like trying to grab air that slips through my fingers.

Yet, I never tried hard enough,

And I see the regret in my heart lingers.

The truth is, you can't grab air,

And I couldn't fix what was already broken.

Silence was my coping mechanism,

But the pain of what-if words remains unspoken.

I'll never say those words to you,

For fear of you stomping on my heart again.

So I'll choke on my own silence,

As the weight of unspoken words remains.

The agony of unsaid words is heavy,

A burden I carry with me each day.

I wonder what would have happened,

If I had spoken up in some other way.

But, my dear, it's too late now,

The opportunity to speak has passed.

I stay silent, and in my heart, I know,

That some things are just not meant to last.

So I'll hold onto my words,

And keep them close to my heart.

For if I ever speak them,

I pray that they will not tear us apart.

The weight of unspoken words may be heavy,

But I'll carry them until the end.

For I'd rather choke on my own silence,

Than have you hurt me once again.