A Dangerous Silence

Every time I speak up
trying to mend us,
to build something better
it’s like you don’t care.

All you do
is just stare.

No reaction,
no response
just dead silence.

I’m reaching out,
dropping my hardest words
into an empty room
and I feel
so alone.

The words I feared to say,
I finally spoke

only to be met
with awkward silence,
no conversation,
tension thick in the air.

I can’t be near.

You make it weird,
as if I said something wrong,
something you didn’t want to hear.

I broke my silence

so many words,
slipping through my lips,
only to float away
unheard, unfelt.

I’m trying.
I’m preparing.
I’m ready to fight
for love.

Yet here I stand
alone,
listening only to myself.

I do not win
when I stop speaking.

We fade away.

Tears
I will not cry.

Because a dangerous woman
is a quiet woman.

And you
you didn’t care.