You tell me not to talk.
I shut my mouth.
He puts his hands on me.
You say to not pay attention.
I try to not.
But I don't.
I tell you it must stop.
You tape my mouth closed.
Then you leave.
You say to not overreact.
He will melt away.
Yet he comes back.
He touches me again.
I do not say anything.
My mouth is taped shut.
YOU ARE READING
Fade
PoetryWe're all just fading away... drifting apart... never to see each other as a whole...