Silent Lies

 Under this silence lies a stance, the silence hurts more than learning reality. It's happened before, choosing ignorance over honesty and again here I sit. Waiting and wondering just how long you want to keep this peace? How cruel do you intend to be? With each passing day frustration burns through my veins and my impatience ignites a fire.  Looking down, my hands cover my face and with a breath I whisper "but I've got to be a mom".  Yet, maybe this is good for me and all I would need. For if I didn't it's likely this place would burn in flames. 
Tight wrinkles of my forehead while my eyes look for answers, I'm more worried and confused because you've got to have something to say? Expressing yourself comes foreign, you'd rather stray from me while sorting your thoughts. Emotionless and without empathy you can't see just how much your silence is killing me.


Actions prove who someone is.  Words just prove who they pretend to be.

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