Poetry

Muted by Anxiety

With a smile, simply, I gazed upon you
Disregarded thoughts, feelings that were true
What I thought you thought of me I should be
‘Though authentic I could have been I knew

Zillion words essentially pertinent
Consequential, or insignificant
Conceivably… certainly said in jest
Haphazardly frivolous, indifferent

On reflection, heartfelt words left unsaid
Together, difference we would have made
Lost resolve and courage, I hesitated
Filled only with doubts, emptiness instead

Infinite sense of inadequacy
Dread, anxiety—illimitably
Aloud supposedly but barely said
Words I wish I brought to life remained… dead!

© Anna Jailene Aguilar

Source: Muted by Anxiety

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