Silence Is Golden? Poem by Tiffani Williams

If silence is golden as they say,
Why don’t we shine like a million lights?
Unless they meant that silence is heavy
cause that it is, definitely.
The weight of all the things I want to say,
All the things I want to know,
All the things I need to know,
All the things I’ll never know,
Crush me internally,
As the silence turns solid,
Solid, dulled, rusted over, gold.

Silence is where the hate grows,
As they also like to say,
But i’m not burning with rage
And I don’t want to see you in pain.
I just want to talk about
Old times, tragic stories, the bystanders,
The way you make me melt,
And how we never thought things would be this way.
The only thing that’s grown is distance,
But I would walk it.
I would endure it,
to get a glimpse as you as you are now,
&, to understand why you made me feel like this.

Silence is the only thing that can’t be misquoted
And I really used to believe in this
Until you came and wrecked it without reason
Like motor oil down my throat,
I couldn’t speak, & I started to choke
But you took this as ‘okay, I’ll be fine.’
You took it as an stubborn goodbye.
it’s just that I never planned what I would say
when my world walked away
and my heart shattered
like the time you dropped the glass,
and got the soda on my carpet,
and it stained but I let you think it was okay,
because I didn’t want you to feel bad.

So many people will walk in and out of your life;
But the ones that leave footprints are your true friends.
As you walked away, your footsteps got louder
And I could feel you stooping on my arteries and my heart
I know there must be foot prints.
Does that make you a true friend?
I won’t ever forget you.
It hurts to remember you.
And, does it make me less of a true friend?
Because you can probably hardly remember my name.
Even though I never let you fall.