Unsearched

I cry for all those I've lost
I weep for the more that was never birthed
I shed hot tears for words unspoken
For fights never fought
And grounds never won.
I cry for the me yet unexpressed.

How I long to show you
How I scream to be heard
How I'm transparent that you see every possible green....
Yet we just never get there.
It's aborted before inception.
And I am heartbroken again....
All over heart broken....
Still....
I miss you.
Still I weep for what we lost...
Or what we could have Gained....
Or the pieces yet unpicked by another....
For parts of me yet unsearched.


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