Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ Not Heard ( Chapter 1 )

Not Heard







My thoughts that linger inside try to come out,
But no one is able to see.
When others see it as easy to move about,
I see it as a task that will be accomplished gradually.

I try to be what i'm not,
But isn't that wrong?
When I want to speak, my mouth knots,
And my words are long gone.

Quiet, unspoken, only my work remains,
Through twisted rhymes,
My words begin to chime,
But my thoughts cannot be slain.

Fear of being wrong,
Is the fear of being right.
My opinions become the tiny pawn,
Which begins my inward fight.

My secret no one knows,
For it lies within me.
The day I let it show,
Will be the day of harmony.

Then the fear of being wrong will be released,
My words will be shown.
What I say will not be ceased,
Who I am will be known.

Yes, I do not talk,
For who needs to know?
My life is more than just a walk,
Each day, I face down a foe.

I cannot be what I would love to be,
Though I desire it so.
It pains my heart with agony,
That my words can't move too and fro.

Only with my words can I be heard,
Only with my hands that I can speak.
I'm not deaf, but I have learned,
My words prove i'm not weak.