My body is becoming anxious.
I tremble all throughout,
I want to lash out.
But i can’t.
I can’t because it won’t sound how I mean.
It will come across coarse, angered, & even threatening.
But I mean it in a loving way,
even a caring way.
I feel compassion
but it only sounds like bashing.
The tears aren’t because i’m sad
but because i can’t make you understand.
My mouth was going to stay silent
but inside my head it couldn’t stay.
Why are you crying?
Don’t cry, please.
Why are you saying all this stuff to me?
Is it because your trying to make me understand what’s in your head?
At this moment- we don’t see eye to eye,
this is tearing us apart.
Apart is a distance I don’t want to be with you.
Come near, put your head right here.
On my chest,
right on my heart.
—Sarah Zetty @oldsoulrae

Published by oldsoulrae

I'm a twenty something who is starting to share my writing pieces. If I'm not working you can find me at a local coffee shop, venturing around my city, taking weekend road trips, or grabbing a local beer and visiting with friends. I would love to get your feed back so be sure to comment, like, or email me at

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