Words that we couldn't say

We couldn't say them,
so now we just pray them ,
words that we couldn't say.

The lids I didn't know how to close,
the stain I didn't know how to take off,
the message I didn't know how to deliver.

The silent fight,
the unknown vertigo,
the inadverted lies,
where the truth lied.

Even when it was inexperienced I had one,
I had one that had took care of,
I couldn't picture but myself
like a child lost enough.

And I only thought of myself.

The glass that broke silently,
the room that was kept as a mess,
the pet that was left alone.

Scratching it now, trying to hide,
on sand-like walls,
what was left in the floor.
My nails seems to disappear in such rough walls.

The third person images,
the floor,
the wall,
the strugle,
me pulling.

Me seeing in myself what I never wanted to become.

Some day we'll make it right, appart.

I'm sorry.

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