Silent Treatment
Is silence a blessing or is it a curse?
It can be more powerful than hundred words.
No sound but the feelings and emotions are burning,
the cruel cycle of hate and love turning.
Silence makes desperation seem loud,
No talking no sound with feelings unbound.
Coldness like concrete standing between,
Communication feels lost but all is not
what it seems.
How long will it last you won’t say,
you won’t show.
But it feels it is running its course,
it will end in a time and all will be back,
until the next time when my mind becomes black.
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