Where does it go?

Where do unsaid words go?

where do unexpressed emotions go?

what about the things we wish to do but never actually do?

where does it go?

where does it go?

is it lost in the infinite space?

in the beautiful galaxies?

in unexplored territories?

Or,

are they spoken in an alternate universe?

Is there a world where we speak our unspoken words?

where we shed our unshed tears?

where we defeat our deepest fears?

What happens in that world?

how powerful must that time be?

how monumental must each day be?

how content would you feel?

If we had faith more than fear

If we spoke only the truth

And,

loved without inhibitions

Oh!

What a wonderful, wonderful way to be!