A bite a tang the taste of regret

A bite, a tang, the taste of regret,

conversations buried, a silence upset.

Words trapped in shadows, they linger, they ache,

while I chew on thoughts that I cannot shake.

The underside trembles, a delicate place,

where feelings retreat, hidden deep in the space.

Every pause, every swallow, a choice left unsaid,

as the weight of my silence sits heavy instead.