A Cryptic Portrayal of Unuttered Emotion - Spoken Word

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If a ”never” could be uttered
     Perhaps a “never forever” may be replied
If it could just be said
     Without traipsing over morality’s ever seeing eye

If it could be heard, without judgment in tow
     To just look upon it and know
          You need not feel it, and then go

If I could somehow redeem my soul
     With a mere rescinding of this profound omission
           Yet
The fear of damning another
     By shredding the veil
          Concealing such a preponderance of a lie
                This notion, Dominates my mind

To make my feelings known
     Is selfishness, unbound
Words trapped, by a wise decision
     Already made
           The echo of silence ensues

A confession can only be made
      By direct question of the 
           Other party as portrayed

And though I may scream it to the heavens
      Still, My Love, Will not be betrayed

     For:
There can be love in omission
      Still may, there can be love in confession
Perhaps in honesty there can also be a greater love
     And after hope has been slain
          And love is returned to sender
                Ever unrequited it’ll remain

© 2013-2016 Audrey Colleen Burns

Fate Tramples ~ Link to Performance Included

Link here to see it performed: Fate Tramples ~ Performed

Never an ounce, never a thought, 

On your side of things this is all fair. 

On my side there are too many things. 

There is not enough known to make or form an opinion 

That would be good to anybody but, 

To anybody but someone lower than me. 

No promises where ever made 

In fact not enough was ever said 

And now it is never, 

Ever to be said on your side of things. 

I have too much to say, 

And off on my wild writer’s tangents I will go here, yet… 

You are everything, and nothing 

That I hold so dear and fear to push away 

I once dared to speak, 

So I ran away from all that was known 

So little, but so emotionally insurmountable. 

I treaded lightly, knowing fate tramples 

It tramples in us the best of what 

We could, and maybe are to be 

I barley knew you, 

How can I be so into you? 

This emotion just hasn’t properly gestated yet, 

So why does it want to give birth 

    To all the more that we could have been? 

Maybe it’s because once, 

You rhapsodized 

About spirituality 

   I listened intently 

Silently awed 

I ever so briefly peered into your world 

   Through nothing more 

               Than a simple telephone call 

I have found, discovered, conquered, and even overcome 

All that I am 

And faced what I am to be. 

Now I must give to another 

What I once, could never bear to give myself 

And in this I find… 

More than my heart, 

My whole being beats for you, 

It pounds with longing for only you. 

The one I never knew, 

The one I met and never had, 

The one I had, that let me go. 

And here, one day you’ll hear these words 

And wonder if it is you that I long for 

And so I say: 

Think about it for a moment 

And then call 

Call me and I will tell all. 

Just ask, ask me so that… 

So that I can finally bear my all 

My all to someone like you 

So that we can finally fall. 

Fall into a forever 

I never believe existed. 

I go on and on with 

These words 

Just mere breathes of what should be thoughts… 

So effortlessly 

Did I walk down the path of destruction, 

That was set out for me 

I seeming got caught up 

With nonsensical 

Momentary emotion 

An emotion caused by a moments 

Glance into your 

Effervescent eyes 

Was I so daft? 

To see there, 

Looking so deep 

And seeing what I thought was for me 

But now realizing it was for all, 

And maybe even 

Just for her 

All this doesn’t seem to matter anymore 

For you are in the arms of another, 

So how can your arms be open to me? 

You are skipping her through happiness 

Making one another roar with feeling 

A feeling I cannot name 

Lest it fades when spoken 

And if it fades 

Fades into the Oblivion 

That theses things so often do 

Will your arms be again open? 

When this happens 

Think about it and call 

If ever so 

Cataclysmically you fall 

Fall for her 

Know I will be there 

When you seem to be done 

Done with it all 

And again maybe you’ll 

Skip on 

Onto another 

And leave me here again with no questions 

Able to ask 

But if ever you are to see me, know 

Know that, 

While I can’t be your rebound 

I can be your first 

First to be different 

In your long line of let downs 

Either way 

Directly, 

Or indirectly, 

Isn’t it all just b*llsh*t anyways? 

Think about it for just a moment 

And then call