Lost in the silence

Lost in the silence

Are the important feelings

That never find their voice

And the negative thoughts

That in remaining unsaid

Bring us only heartache

Breeding the dried out husks

Of inner contempt

Never desevered

Maybe more struggle

Inwardly than we will ever know

With their inner demons

And old ghosts

Only ever showing

Things hidden in the shadows

Of a golden Self

That had to be swept away

So far out of sight

For fear of the light

So when you go towards the silent

And the unsaid

Be reverent

Listen deeply

With your whole body open

For often

And sadly

We becomes so well versed

At hiding the misjudged fragile thing

The very seed

That may have given life

To the most fragrant

And mysteriously beautiful

Of inner blooms