Talk.

They said talk.

Don’t hold it all inside.

Break down your walls,

Let out the storms inside you,

And they’ll calm.

 

They didn’t say,

Once you do,

They walk away with your secrets;

A part of your soul;

The substance you were made of.

 

That you will ache,

For the part you parted with,

Knowing that it’s somewhere,

Forgotten and cast away,

Incomplete; like you.

 

They didn’t tell you,

That the calm you’ll feel,

After you spill,

Was only the calm,

Before the storm.

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