These scars that I bear <br />released my pain <br />many years ago. <br />Each has a story to tell. <br />Each is connected to a memory. <br />But memories don't talk. <br />The walls around me <br />could compile volumes of memoirs, <br />but they stand silent. <br />I could tell you myself <br />but am afraid of your judgment. <br />So they will forever remain, <br />things I'll never say.<br /><br />Aimee Rozen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/things-i-ll-never-say/
