549. Unheard

Words are torturous,

They bleed from the tongue,

And stain the speaker,

With songs unsung.

For thieves steal,

And sadists rend,

Each thought and phrase,

To savor or spend.

Speech is perilous,…

And overrated,

As mouths full of blood,

Become tasteless, and hated.

Unable to speak,

Coagulated throats suffocate,

On loneliness and misery,

And festering hate.

Words are torturous,

They bleed from the tongue,

Until they choke the speaker,

With thoughts unstrung,

Unheard,…

Unsung.

K. Aldaya, 6/15/21

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506. My Feelings Are Mine, Not Yours

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You’re mad at me ’cause I don’t talk,

When there are so many reasons why.

One is that nothing I say is right.

People believe what they want, so why try?

You don’t care that I am silent.

You care that you can’t manipulate.

If staying safe’s a slight against you,

It’s precisely why I absquatulate;

‘Cause of course I have my reasons.

However, you don’t care about those.

In fact, you solely care ’bout yourself.

Through the years your selfishness only grows.

Sorry you do not own my soul,

Where words and musings are mine to hide.

So go on assuming and shaming.

You can’t steal away what I feel inside.

My feelings are mine, not yours!

K. Aldaya, 1/12/20

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357. Sleep

You always sleep when I cry,

And one day you will when I lie…

in a coffin: the bed of the cursed.

Remember you shunned my pain first!

You always ignore when I bleed,

And don’t bother to stop and take heed.

Blades listen much sharper than you.

Isn’t blood now on your hands too?

You always disregard my words…

They drift onto paper like cowards;

Afraid to take to the air,

And be blown away without a care.

You always sleep when I cry,

And one day when I up and die.

Remember I told you I would.

Living: Tell me why I should!

K. Aldaya, 6/15/16

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293. Trust is Earned by Interest

Can you handle the truth,

Or will you run away?

Can I tell you the truth,

Or should I hide the truth away?

I will not offer willingly,

Though if you were to care.

I may let secrets free,

And leave my soul bare.

No one in my life as yet,

Has asked to know me more.

Most people are content to let,

Truths stay behind the door.

So if you don’t care to know,

And could never understand it.

I’d rather not waste time, you know,

Explaining why you don’t get it.

K. Aldaya, 3/27/15

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269. You Don’t Want to Be Found

I tried to find you,

But you don’t want to be found.

I wanted to love you,

But you don’t know what love is.

I want to forgive,

But you will never let me.

I wish you could just give…

A reason for rejection.

I tried to find you,

But you don’t want to be found;

So tonight, I hugged you,

In my dreams, there, you were found,…

And you still hated it.

K. Aldaya, 5/1/14

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