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Silence
SILENCE
The silence grew between them sleeping even further to the sides of their bed
Coldness had crept in between them at breakfast nothing was uttered or said
Curtains kept closed as to prevent frost on the window panes gathering more
Silence only broken with the scraping of a kitchen chair, then a slamming door
With a wrenched face, and silent tears cried into a half-finished cold coffee cup
She hopes he’ll return in a better mood, but she wasn’t depending on her luck
With an aching body she arose and with a plan to finally go and pack that case
As ascending the stairs all the hallway mirrors reflected the bruises on her face
Silently she travelled west bound arriving at her mothers who understood it all
Who wrapped her daughter in her arms, so as to muffled her daughters wrawl
And, to a father who withered in mental pain of a daughter he failed to protect
Anger grew inside of him, to an inhumane man whose temper went unchecked
With grace photos were then taken, then posted in the man’s local hometown
It wasn't very long where that brute was no longer to be seen, or to be found
Where the broken windows of his house, were then a monument to his shame
And a solitude of silence from tears weeping from each and every broken pane
Indiana Shaw . . . : (
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