Published by: Francen Anne Perez
Date Published: July 31, 2025
Time Published: 6:40 AM
Category: Poetry
Theme: The internal struggle of over-sharing because of emotions and the regrets it leaves behind.
It always starts off calm.
like the soft splash of ocean waves at dawn.
Excitement flickers softly as I let out what's on my mind.
But as the story progresses,
The storm suddenly hits—
and my mouth begins to race,
words crashing over each other.
The excitement of sharing is so exhilarating.
not caring in that moment if I was oversharing.
I laugh too loud, talk too fast—
like rain that drowns the morning light.
My voice fills up the empty gaps.
and time, without realizing, has already passed.
And when it's time to walk away and leave,
That's when it suddenly clicks—
all that I have said,
suddenly floods through my head—
the stories, the jokes,
the little confessions never meant to be shared.
I don't mean to say so much.
But my excitement's like a fire,
that I can never seem to stop.
I wish I could gather every word,
Take them all back.
But words don't work like that.
Once they’re out, they’re out.
And now all I could do is stand here—
watching as the fire burns.
A knot in my chest forms.
tightening with every word that I recall.
The thoughts keep circling in my head.
each one louder than the last.
Maybe they don't even care.
Maybe they enjoy what I share.
But I'm still left with thoughts that sting—
thoughts that I’ll carry until midnight,
when it's quiet,
consuming my mind.
But I know I can't just sit and watch—
Watch as the fire burns the air.
until all that's left are ashes and despair.
Next time, I'll let others shine.
not let my emotions run—
out of control, without a finish line.
Next time, I'll remember—
that silence, too,
can carry more meaning
deeper than words
This time, I’ll remember,
and I'll be better.
I promise.
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