hasty dirge
the silence was so loud within me,
that I couldn’t bother to give an effort to lighten it up.
I feel the tightness in my heart,
strings choosing to compress together,
It hurts.
I am confused of my own feelings,
am I okay or am I pretending to be.
tears threatening to drop,
I just absorbed them back.
the vulnerability in me is the last thing I want everyone to see,
bravery is what I want them to think of me.
they have thought, I know, that I am just shy,
I am, but I still refuse to communicate.
yet, I want to be close to someone,
to be their leaning shoulder.
Someone they can rely on,
But I know, I am more in need of what I want from people to me.
-Nova
wet nacelle
lavish quiver