The Haunting Of What If Poem by Vanessa Dizon Alvarez

Two words, so gentle, soft, and small,
Yet they echo loud within us all.
"What" and "if"—a harmless pair,
Until they whisper everywhere.

What if I stayed? What if I spoke?
What if I hadn't let it choke?
What if the door had not been closed?
What if the truth had been exposed?

They linger long in quiet minds,
In sleepless nights and tangled binds.
They twist the past into a thread,
That pulls the heart where dreams once bled.

No blade, no fire, no storm, no scream—
Just questions drifting through a dream.
And though the moment now is gone,
"What if" keeps singing all night long.

By: Vanessa Dizon Alvarez