Unspoken

A few hours passed midnight

Eyes wide open

Thoughts come raging

Of what was left unspoken

Is it hate that rules

Or fondness  doubled

Wonder what went wrong

That soreness bubbled

 Hazy thoughts sway my mind

Is care a concern

Or concerned someone cared

Lucid dreamer as I stare

At the open starry sky

With a little hope

Clinging like the chime tied to my window

Assuring me the winds would bring the music back again.