#40 Complications,


Learnt to trust,
yet faded to dust.
Don’t ever judge,
when truth refused to budge.
Some hidden word,
not that it is not being heard.
Wanted it to be sealed,
but peeled wounds that have healed.
Things that were left unknown,
feeding uncertainty to be grown.
Many words are left unsaid,
wondering what actually lies ahead?
Perfunctory messages now left behind,
with mixed feelings combined.
Now everything is in a twine,
how can I still say I’m fine?

-CW