Things I left unsaid

My nerves debilitate me, causing me to constantly think, think, and think.

So many things, left unsaid.

So many feelings, emotions left to wither away.

Too nervous to say anything, and feel outwardly.

Too insecure to truly know myself, yet too self-aware not to notice that there’s always something wrong.

Love and friendship lost to time,

The dread of fear debilitates me

From taking on the things in life

I should’ve claimed as mine.

Will they even remember me?

Will they even care for me?

Did they even think about me?

Did they even want me back in their busy lives?

So many things that I’ve wanted to say,

To the people of my past

Since time went by too fast

I feel like nothing but a victim, trying to cast it all away.

Running, swerving,

I’d do anything to get away from the current life I lead,

And the breath I breathe is wasted, doing no good deed

By never mentioning the things, those things I left unsaid.

They told me back when I was young about the impact of my actions

And they told me how to live my life and limit my reactions.

But, the darkest truth that I behold

Remain to be the very things,

They’ll never truly get to know

These things I left unsaid.