RedRavenPoems

I hear the words you whisper, the things you dare not say. 

The things you take and hide inside, from the light of day.

I say now it’s all okay, you should say them anyway.

I know they are there, I am not blind.

It will not keep me from being kind.

The hidden glances, the hidden doubts.

All come to light, anyhow.

So just say them, no point in not.

For inside they fester and rot