The Unspoken Truth
By: JoAnna Martin

My mind is set adrift on a dark inner sea
to a faraway bank that brings peace to me.
I long to be there and leave my past behind
instead of searching for answers I don't want to find.
Repressing the memory is what I hoped to do
to prevent the painful past from hurting you too.
But the memory resurfaced from the rivers of my mind
because of honesty, my love for you, and the ties that bind.
I couldn't keep it secret looking into your loving blue eyes.
My love for you is too strong.  I can't fill your mind with lies.
But confusing thoughts swirl around in my head:
Did I do the right thing?  Do I regret what I said?
Are you feeling lots of pain?  Are you falling out of love?
or do you pray to the Gods beyond the clouds up above
that things will work out fine and we'll go on from here
or will you leave, unable to cope, and say "Good-bye, my dear."?
These feelings drive me crazy, making me live in wonder,
adding more weight to the rock my heart is under.
The compressing pain squeezes the breath out of my chest
and until I know you're staying, my heart will never rest.
I just want things to go back to the way they were
where our hearts are joined as one and our love is growing stronger.
We don't own the future, fate, or destiny
and we can't change a bad past to go on living happily.
I've been through violent whirlpools and raging rapid waters 
trying to conquer my mind and break through the confining borders.
What I found is you, my island of calm in a sea of madness-
a place to rest, to soothe my soul, and take away the sadness.
You finally made it possible to see the bright blue skies
through the curtains of tears that once hid my eyes.
I've never been as happy as when I'm with you
so I hope my apology is good enough to keep you loving me too.
I'm sorry for what I've done to you and for causing you pain.
I hope you forgive my selfish mistakes and think of what we've gained:
an open, honest relationship in which I'm not afraid to confide.
I can tell you mostly anything as long as you're at my side.
So forgive my foolish heart, she was afraid of being broken.
Instead of risking you, she wore a mask, and kept the truth unspoken. 


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