Bound And Gagged By My Own Insecurities Poem by Paige Nielsen
Bound And Gagged By My Own Insecurities
I can’t say it.
Those three words you long for.
Don’t make me.
If I say it, the bond will hurt worse
when it’s broken.
The things you love...are ephemeral...
at best, indefinite
it burns, your love,
it makes me sweat salty tears
My voice cannot rise, for it is choked.
My lips are unable to part.
My tongue is sluggish, refusing to form the sounds.
But when words fail...
When the music fades...
You’ll look into my eyes and know...
that I love you.
Beautifully written, much said in this short poem, and i love the emotion. Once one has been hurt so many times, they find it hard to show love. But you simply can't let insecurities and/or bad experiences keep you from living. Lovely piece Paige, thanks for sharing
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 4:59:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What beauty. I love the hesitance in the tone of the piece! But in the end, you wrap it up by saying that you don’t have to say it, because your eyes are screaming it… Lovely.