how is it that you can
expect for me to stay?
when love feels amiss,
what once was growth
becomes decay.
In the window of the moment,
where now only silence leads the way-
i choke up;
trying to regain composure
your attention goes astray.
my thoughts wont
get to become
words today.
full of fear,
of your imposed shame,
is Rejection to your mind game.
© Lizdashi$