Young Writers Society

I haven't talked to you in ages
You haven't talked to me
We've spoken
Said hello
Passed words back and forth
In the air between us
But we haven't talked

I want to
Want to hear your voice
and listen to the kind of things
That you used to say
But they just don't come out
Anymore
And I don't know how to coax them out

I hurt you
I know I did
But I never meant to
You have to believe that
But you've never
Even heard me say it
Because we haven't talked

I want to scream
To tell you these tumbling words
That are flooding my throat
To shout and yell until you hear me
Really hear me.

But all you keep saying
Is that I don't show remorse
And you don't even say that
To my face

I wish that I could show you
Just how much this is tearing me up
I wish that I could make you understand
That I'm feeling the pain too
That I didn't want things to turn out this way
But they did

You reallywant remorse?
Then I'll give it to you
A million useless words
That say only as much as you let them
That you don't really hear
And I don't really say
Anything so that we'll talk

Anything...

Group it all together and make it a letter to somebody. It's a lot better that way. And that's all I can say.

I didn't really like the way the lines were broken up. It made the poem kind of choppy. The poem itself was okay, but the flow definitely needs some work.