The Silent Treatment

I want a reason for your actions

Give me words

Not just your reactions

I have a life

That’s getting torn apart

Your word is a knife

Can I please restart

I cannot let anyone in

If I do, they will surely win.

Take my soul and all my trust

Stab me in the back

I will bust.

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