in the unsaid lies the malady

valiantly defied by words

spoken into the void

in an attempt to avoid

the unsaid

shall we start again

and actually say this time

i am utterly fed up

with unsaying

with being always too afraid

between the pauses

of these empty words

lies heartache and tears

made all the worse

for lapping against this dam

i'd smash it down entirely

were it not for this fear

that what would emerge

might flow in directions

i cannot afford to go

instead i keep taking it down

one small brick at a time

as my courage allows

expending my remaining efforts

in dealing with the seepage

i would coral it still

building further fortifications

as does a child on the beach

digging fast and furiously in a bid

to contain the sea itself

for i want what i don't want

and in that contradiction lies a key

to the door of something

i can only guess at as i sit

looking at these empty words