no voice to say
the feelings we have
your words covering
any thought
and mine dramatic
in perfect confusion
stuck in a loop
of overspoken phrases
accusing all the
wrong things
but it's bullshit
the resentment rises
sweeping over me
yet still anticipating
the moment I can
hear from your lips
a simple 'i love you'
but my ears must be deaf
and alone again
(for this is where it
began so long ago)
I sit in the cold dark
shadows without
even my wings to cover
my bare scratched arms
from the violent hail
pounding on my all too
willing masochistic flesh
you get mad when
I only have myself
to blame so I answer with
that's how I cope
you leave it at that
and say goodnight