Silent violence

Sitting still,
beneath this hill,
The tears begin to spill,
IT's not like Jack and Jill,

I live in fear,
You created this tear,
It falls silent,
But you remain violent,

I'm all alone,
I'm incased in stone,
I have no one to make it leave,
You don't want to know what lies under my sleave,

The room begins to spin,
I shall never win,
This feeling has no end,
Its like a never ending trend,

Why can't I rename sad,
I'd call it glad,
To see the stone,
I shall die all alone.