The Unsponken Language

There is an unspoken language that is only known to me.

Though I recite these words to myself, i cannot speak them aloud.

No matter how hard I try, how much i want to speak the words of this language, it remains unspoken

Though keeping this language questions and statements inside hurts they choose to be unspoken.

There is but onething that bothers me, I have spoken this unspoken language once before.

But hince forth.....I can speak them nevermore for reasons unknown they have become unspoken once more.

To whom this unspoken language is directed, you should know i have once revealed this twice hidden language.

I think you also have your own unspoken language though i could be wrong.

I know the response to these words once revealed, yet twice hidden could be pain filled i know i must find a way to say.

If i choose to keep this language unspoken the pain of bearing these words could be even worse......but i thrist to speak them as if it was a river of released tension flowing from my mouth.

Therefore, I will not wonder about the path not taken because i already know what lies down that path.

So this language I must translate and the unspoken shall become unspoken once more.

by RobertRomeIII