all has been said
all has been done
but that silence that follows burns like poison
seeping into my thoughts
penetrating my patience for calm
infecting and contagious
spreading like darkness
all has been said
all has been done
but the silence that follows burns like poison
worse than the fiery exchange before
as the poison begins to have its fun
disintegrating rational thought until it is nothing at all
working to burn through the wall of stoical calm
all has been said
all has been done
but poison still rages on
