Alas, We Sit In Silence

Your silence nearly deafens me Because I am not prepared To sit and wonder quietly, Uncertain and quite scared. For scared is what I surely am. I am scared to face the fact That instead of saying something You choose to not react. You hold your tongue and clench your jaw And refuse to say a word As if the things I shared with you Had somehow gone unheard. I sit here with my mouth agape Waiting for a single sign That I am not invisible; That we are somehow fine. But alas, we sit in silence For a length of time unknown, With you engrossed in thoughtlessness And I trapped in my own. I’ll not sit here any longer. I’ll not give you precious time To carry on your silent ways And interrupt my climb Toward a life of happiness Where finally I can be Unmistakably unburdened And altogether free.