The silence will speak, and it will say
All the things my words can't spell.
The silence will scream, and it will convey,
The emotion my words can only call hell.
The silence demands your attention, so hear:
These are the things that my words failed to say.
The silence is waiting, so listen my dear,
To things that force my lips to stay.
A love unspoken is twice as sweet,
A beauty that you don't hear and don't see.
But it tears me apart and my lips cannot meet,
So the silence will try to say it for me.
I clutch at my ears, and yet I refrain,
From offering even the quietest mention.
Deafening silence, crushing my brain,
Complaining that you are not paying attention.
