empty day

I wish to unweave the web of my silence in front of a witness

Pull the thread of my sentence from my stifling stutter 

Watch it unravel, revealing what I've repressed 

Every emotion I've neglected, every note I let pass 

A moment becomes a memory when it touches my eyes,

and I criticize my shame before it reaches my heart 

A stoic facade betrays what a smile would say,

and I walk away with another empty day