Tongue-tied
Silent Tears
(block my eyes - it wont stop crying)
Two people in pain,
But in two different kinds-
He cries for her
But she’s of a different mind.
He has brought her pain,
In many different ways-
The one thing she wants
Is nothing more than freedom.
Contexts happen,
And salt is added to his wound;
She cannot solace him– awkward, and
For fear of giving him false hope.
She sits back and watches,
And cries her silent tears for him-
On the outside she is cold
But inside she cries with him.
And later he will throw up to her,
Her coldness on this day-
And she will sit as always,
Stoic and silent…
As she waits…
For the next storm to wane.
alwaysandforever.
