Treatments of Silence

So burdened by a crushing silence more weightier than words born from likened mirrored thoughts These reflections shown in slackened hunches They come to bear such cruelty Carried with this certainty , seen darkly down and dragging in the fell of fallen shoulders Which question in their ways of inner fearing fractured feelings Things best left or right unspoken For answers to them may they be or not a gambles die cast in chance of truths best left unseen Toys for such capricious ways of wanting at a leisure that seems torturing to say the least When words of praise and tribute laid down thoughtfully so willingly Yet none return to me