Hour Unseen

Hour unseen
I’m a fragmented space
A few nonsensical sentences between words best left unsaid
Dream to believe and nightmare to recognize
You are cold from the soul in you that won’t let go

I’m never the same
Love is not always real
A few nonsensical emotions you’d rather fight that feel
A doubt inside of yourself
To keep safe hope; from where it fell
An unseen moment tied to fancy
A hauntingly beautiful fairytale sort of fantasy
A broken piece you leave no one to see

Only you remember this hour unseen…

Carrie Gilbert 2010


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