…that will never be spoken

Words
that will never
be spoken
drift aimless
in the shadowed
corners
and the empty
rooms of sorrow

in time
they will drift
no more
for the depths
await them

they are
becoming heavy
with the weight
of tears
and the terrible
burden of years

aching
for the time
of release
as they finally
find
their freedom

in their last
moments
in this place
they feel
the soft touch
of peace

sinking
like stones
into dark waters
where the silence
of the ages
remains
and all
of the words
are still unspoken

© Ann Bagnall