There is a nagging question
An uneasy set of words that are mumbling at my lips
They jumble and don’t come out orderly
Will I be able to say so it can be answered?
Do I want it to be?
“Just say it!”
I yell at myself.
I fumble again
I grunt with frustration
Tears wield up and I walk away
The nagging question
Now turns to what ifs
Turning to bitter regrets falling from my eyelids.
The question left unanswered
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