Look into my eyes.
Look.
And listen.
And tell me what you see,
And tell me what you hear.
Listen to my words.
Listen.
And look.
And tell me what you hear,
And tell me what you see.
To you my words mean nothing,
You look,
You watch,
You hear.
And yet you see nothing,
Deaf to my voice of reason.
Because I am nothing to you.
My words, are simply words.
Sound without true meaning.
At least,
That's how it is to you.
But you,
Your words are power.
And they sting,
Oh how they sting,
Burning
Deep
Into
My core.
Your words are cold.
And I am starting to freeze.
Look into my eyes.
Look.
And tell me what you see.
Do you see this acquiesce?
Draining
Sucking
Drying
The life within me.
Do you see it?
You hear it.
You see it.
You don't.
Because I am nothing to you.
I hear the tone.
That one.
You know the one.
When hell freezes as you speak the stone cold truth.
And it is truth.
It is always the truth.
But I can never see it.
I hear it.
I hear it in your words.
Forbidden,
Frozen,
Truth.
It is nothing but the truth.
Truth of you.
Truth of me
Truth of my ever
dragging
Existence.
And this truth,
Yes this horrible,
Truth.
Is killing me.
Softly
Slowly
Surely.
One can only hear so much before it eats at them
Burning away our thoughts
Until with think of nothing else.
One can only taste the lies
Until the bitter taste
Of reality.
Seeps its way through.
Listen to my words
Listen.
And tell me what you hear.
Do you hear me?
Or my voice?
My thoughts,
Or my words?
You do not.
You hear my voice,
Yet you do not hear me.
You hear my words,
But my thoughts remain silent.
I no longer wish to hide.
But I've nothing else to do.
Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to run.
So I hide.
And continue to hide.
And I always will.
I shall live in your innocent world.
Where all is the way you wish.
Outwardly, all will be fine.
And inwardly…
Inwardly,
I scream.