Stigma of speaking

Just some words from thought

Found along the aisle-
of embarrassments to file,
I stumble on a vile-
filled with melancholy's bile..
-from my life's regressed denial
Mosaics formed by just one tile.
All my words thrown in a pile
-and although it's been a while
My trust forever now on trial..

Reviews

[emipoemi]

................short but wow! Well done!

[Paul Bell]

A lot going on in this poem. I wonder, do we put trust before betrayal. ?

[Rose-Pearl]

So short, so strong. You rhyme beautifully, your tone is sharp and powerful. Being in a position where trust is a question is never a good feeling, and your poem has captured that feeling. lovely poem.

[revalatia]

Thanks so much! Always a treat when someone enjoys the fruits of my mental labor.. brings back locked feelings and what it means for me to express it that way. Rock on :)