Silence
People say bad things happen to good people, maybe it's true, this poem is about a friend of mine, so to speak.
Best thing in the world,
Happened on the worst night in the world.
Dancing,
Festivities,
Silence, among one.
Best thing happened,
Because of silence,
Broken silence.
Started good,
Seemed strong,
Looked like it would last forever,
Wrong.
Down the drain,
Unspoken pain,
All because of silence.
Spiraling downwards, farther and farther
Into the oasis of torture's father,
No way to go back,
Say the three words, or resistance will be unnoticed.
Silence between two, neither saying "I love you",
Unbroken silence,
If only I told you,
How I really feel,
Maybe this pain would be unreal
And we'd still be together,
Speaking in the language of broken silence.
Of course if you hadn't noticed, this poem was hypothetical and based on a true story. One that wasn't "happily ever after".