Poetry (words)

Monday

My feet ache. Glad that day is done. 

Some days it feels like I’m tripping over my tongue, but silence isn’t my way and that’s why this begun. 

I could keep it all locked away close to my chest and never write a word, maybe that would be best. 

Time passes feelings too, but honesty is the respect I want to pay to you. 

So forgive me for having so much to say, but if I don’t write it down it’ll just fade away. 

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