Silence,
the tension is thick
desception is near
yet I can't shed a tear
no one can hear
the silent screams from my fear
the fear of losing you
everything I hold dear
there's distance between us
no one can see it
you can only feel it
it messes with my thoughts
of doubt and reassurance
The tension is thick
it can be cut with a knife.
could I really be your wife?
would you keep me safe at night?
No,
the question is could you keep me happy.
I think not.
You're always escaping,
leaving my feelings bare,
You say you're going to your buddy's house,
every night,
at midnight.
I don't believe you
Are you true?
maybe we should be through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem