The Unthinkable

By RN

Trapped in a place away from where I want to be
With feelings I deaded, resurrected back and haunting me
Pandora’s Box unlocked sat right in front of me
An empty space to fill it with whatever that I want it to be
How crazy it is it’s you and me I’ll rather see
Other than who’s close to your heart that who’s been wanting me
I feel guilty for these thoughts but the heart is the chooser
I feel wrong like when the help is becoming the user
The thoughts hurt in my head and it could be a tumor
The whispers you’re hearing out love is in fact not a rumor
It’s just some measures doesn’t always equate to the ruler
Damn, how far will I sink before I start to choke?
How many burdens must be removed for me to come afloat?
How will I even get you to see beyond the scope?
How bout we both just go for what’s certain and give up the hope?
Yeah, I think I like what is more than what isn’t
And that’s the feeling of your presence through these halls in prison
Without an option can you even make the best decision?
Without a problem will you even hear someone’s opinion?
Huh! I guess rhetorical it is the most
Guess it’s the memories I hear of you and not a ghost
I guess it’s all safe to say than keep it bottled closed
A tattoo of your name
I did the unthinkable

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2 Comments

  1. Ryan on October 21, 2016 at 5:17 PM

    I heard this in a slant-rhymed, ongoing waterfall that hits and keeps coming like a freight train. It seems like the opening to a really powerful rap; the images are vivid and merit rereading to get them all and it’s compelling enough to want more of the story. Is there a second verse?

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  2. Jules S. on October 23, 2016 at 3:55 PM

    This is hard to read, in a good way. It conveys the complexity of your situation and both the strength and the regrets about your love in such a concise way it almost hits you in the chest. There is so much meaning condensed into each line and the effort you put in is so palpable. Keep writing. I hope to read more of your work.

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