Alcestis

Akshadha_Joshi1310

Unexpressed emotions never die,

I won't agree but I won't deny,

They are buried alive,

And all I've ever done is survive,

They come forth later in uglier ways,

In my anger within silence, I blaze.

 

Mistook lies for love,

I've suffered long enough.

Mistook misbelief for concern,

My old soul will never return.

Mistook cowardice for care,

I will take my revenge, beware .

 

I'm being watched,

They think it's in my mind,

But the unwanted audience never got caught,

I'm dying for any evidence I can find.

He made a return, 

He thinks I don't know,

It makes my stomach churn,

But I can put up a pretty good show.

The man that I loved chose me to die over himself,

Sorrow is no longer the last on my shelf.

 

I've become Alcestis,

My silence louder than ever,

No emotion on my face , never.

He killed me,

I only pulled the trigger,

My mind's become a thousand pieces of debris,

Every action of mine is now taken with rigor.

  • Author: Akshadha Joshi (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: April 25th, 2025 08:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is inspired by the book " The Silent Patient" . I hope you all enjoy it .💖💖
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