A poem about the implications of not listening to the voice inside your head and the desires we have that are hardly ever fulfilled.

I am the voice you’ve never heard

I flow through you 

And though you don’t know I’m there

I-will always be

I am the voice you’ve never heard

Never uttering what you want to hear

And so, you unknowingly dismiss me 

Before I reach your lips

I am the voice you’ve never heard

But one you know is there

I am here with you now 

I am everywhere 

Beneath your anxiously weighted tongue

Rests the digression of your grace 

As mistaken thoughts become imperative actions

And, in such events, I become your regret that waited so pretentiously to surface 

I am with you each night-before the moon comes, and the sun sets 

And though, I wander both heart and brain 

I am always somewhere in-between 

Somehow adhered to polar opposites-Like magnets.

I am the voice you’ve never heard

But one you know is there

I am here with you now 

I am everywhere

I am the voice that prays with you each night

And soars when you’re asleep

I do not rest

I do not speak

And though I am not detected by your superfluous conscious

I will rest assured knowing I am infallible 

Somehow at ease 

By the thought of your incessant and incapable mind

And when you are laid down to rest 

My voice will stay on earth 

A disconcerting thought-I am you

And you never knew yourself

My words- left un-acknowledged,

though you knew exactly what they meant 

I am the words you couldn’t fathom to be real, and so, you let them slip away 

I am who you wanted to be, before you found out who you weren’t

And so, I am the lost piece of your dreams that you never cared to look for.

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