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Silence


Do you know how much the silent treatment hurts?

When you put yourself within arms reach,

but you're still out of reach.

Everyday, I see you, hear you,

but you don't seem to see or hear me.

I ask myself 'was it me?' And cry alone wondering.

My heart can only break so many times before it is unrepairable.

I still don't blame you though.

I stay true to my word and continue to try,

because if nobody else cares, I still will.

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Vincent Drimur

Just a lovesick fool with a desire to write poetry.

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