The Unspoken truth

The lies and convictions swirl around, a tempest fierce is born,

The desires the hopes the longings abound an unspoken word forlorn;

The word drowns, it's face in the tempests' oceans, gasps for requisite air 

It's lungs fill up, it's heart aches, it's faculties numb, to what isn't fair 

The tempest rages, in frightening fury of forgotten feeble dreams 

The word relishes the heavenly reprimand, for the truth it let's out in screams,

The word dies, it's lungs filled up, it's screams gone unheard,

Spoken unspoken truth echoes with plentiful humanly dearth.

-VM