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Your silence wounds my soul

cutting deeper than the sharpest knife,

slicing through my icy veins,

draining me of life.



By your sweet civility,

no casual observer would ever know

that in your silence, that dreadful silence...

you let your anger show.



Your friendly smiles and easy grins

are merely thinly shrouded lies,

Belied by the hard reflections

in your cold, unfeeling eyes.



You say you bear me no ill will

for choosing to love another.

You tell me I can depend on you always

just like a brother.



Like beautiful autumn leaves

your promises are falling,

dead before they ever touch ground

or before you hear me calling.



The pain I caused,

I swear I did not intend.

I would have done anything

to keep from hurting a friend.



The closeness we shared,

once sweet, kind, and caring,

protective and unique,

loving and sharing,



Now lays in ruins,

tattered rags from a distant time,

words of a poem

that has lost its rhythm and its rhyme.



A secret room collecting dust,

dark and filled with gloom,

a decaying rosebush holding only thorns,

and not one single bloom.



Our friendship stands unbearable now,

filled with regret and pain.

although I hate to see it end,

I know it’s all in vain.



My bleeding heart grieves.

Why did it end this way?

Awaken me from this nightmare!

Grant me a brand new day.



Sun, rise, I beg of you!

Erase this pain with a brand new start.

Heal the breech of a broken bond.

Clear the cobwebs from my heart.



I can no longer sit here

Watching as you pretend

That everything is still the same;

that you are still my best friend.



So let silence reign,

let it take it’s conquering prize,

The battle is lost and I, defeated,

can no longer look in your eyes.



The yawning fork in our lives

leads us now in opposing directions,

on to bigger and better things;

to new and purer affections.



I wish you well.

I’ll never forget the friendship that we had,

And when you find that perfect girl,

please know that I’ll be glad.



May angels keep you safe and warm

and give you inner peace,

And maybe someday... someday,

your silent hatred for me will cease.