MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Little Voice’

deeper truth
hard to surface
bubbling away
boiled over

nervous tic
holds the tongue
transmitter of sound
paralyzed

quietly comes
in the middle
of the night
revelation

story untold
missing pieces
undisclosed
in secrets

raised voice
inside the mind
screams
silently

mouth unmoved
head in inferno
burning down
old bridges

now it is time
to say out loud
words unspoken
indefinitely

beep beep

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