Silence heard
What comes before words
The thought or the burst
Of silence leaving open mined
Caverned hollow bliss
I know you want to speak
I can read your eyes, lips, and
I can hear you gasping for air
But you're ignorant
Of the sound of speech
What comes after words
Regret or the absurd
I know you want to speak
I can read your eyes, lips, and
I can hear you gasping for air
But you're ignorance
Blocks the passageway
Of the air between you and I
From your mind to mine
But you're too proud to mend
The visible signs of the frayed
String of lies you're feeding me
Feeding me, feeding me
You're feeding yourself
Afraid to feel weak
Afraid of frailty
Lies won't fool me
Your facade won't fool me