Let it slowly surface.
Don’t bottle up.
And let the thoughts serve a lifetime sentence.
Don’t resist to give in
And let this moment slip away.
Perhaps, this hour might never return,
But its regret, forever, will remain.
Before you move on.
Slip into my shoes, if you may;
You might not find the fit right,
And feel like you are out of place.
But you do know how it is to walk around
Wearing a hole in your sole.
Unleash. Let your thoughts be loud.
My soul, I want to hear you out.