Unspoken (Collection of Poems)

"Glances and Chances"

Maybe we're chained.
Maybe we're stained.
Maybe we're suffocating.
Maybe we're still trying.
What can we do?
Things don't seem to work out.
What should we do?
Everything seems to be burned out.
Sticks and stones.
Rocks and scissors.
Papers and pebbles.
It doesn't make sense.
We're not making any sense.
A troubled water, yes we are.
A tore out silk, yes we are.
A faded love, yes we have.
A broken heart, yes we have.
This love, our love, your love, and mine.
Any of these can no longer be ignited.
Things change as well as the story of us.
We both know that thus love is hopeless.
We're barely breathing while holding unto each other.
We don't need interventions or remedy.
All we need is to break free.
I don't deserve you,
You don't deserve me.
We're not meant to be.
Let's choose and take a different path.
Let's part ways and never look back.
This time there'll be no more glances,
As well as the same old chances.

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