The monologues keeping running in my head.
My anxiety plays out,
pulling me into the deepest of thoughts.
All the things I should have said,
all the things I will say!
The words will stay smooth and concise,
locked away neatly,
with every other monologue that has played out
in the recesses of my brain,
what was never received.
Words that may seep out onto paper,
attempting imagery of
a voice lost,
and a fear of being real with myself.
But the closure I am certain they would bring;
hurling from my tongue onto the ears of those who have hurt me so deeply,
the lesson that will so clearly be there for them to see,
will not be found so easily.
So, the monologues keep running in my head.
with focused and deliberate intention,
work on changing that internal conversation.
Sometimes the lesson to learn, is that it is not my lesson to teach.
Let go, move on.
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