I can sense it

The unspoken

It shouts out curiousity to both my ears

It’s a tense between everyone’s way of living.

It’s there and I can sense it.

It’s like if I start talking about it

I’ll shout out lives hidden truths.

Fear and happiness

“Dear mom…

I love the way you raised me”

Oh wow I can sense it

“Thank you God”

The time is a warning every second

Closer and closer

To our destination

The unspoken is a tapped up soul

Who taps my shoulder

Opens my internal eyes

And makes me wanna say it.

Look

There is something besides living

There is something in between

Why are we here?

We have a dream

The unspoken is my dream

What is it?

Where am I going after me?