A sense of silence has filled
the air with the stench of hatred
not a word is spoken but their
eyes tell the whole story
for the cuts and the scares
they are only there to remind
one of the mistakes
knowing the silence between us
will never break
as one would see you as a person
of happiness and love is nothing
more than a cover up for those
around you
one does not bother to speak for
they know the sound from their
voice would be of hate
enough for us to become isolated
we are like the cat and the mouse
unwilling to accept each other
but willing to watch us die
