I called out to you,
You didn't hear me.
Again I called,
And you wouldn't hear me.
And I grew sad,
For if you wouldn't listen,
Who would?
Even as I lay in my misery,
I gained strength.
And I called again.
And you replied.
But your words lacked emotion,
And I knew not your heart.
Your face in darkness...
And so time passed.
I stayed silent,
And you forgot.
Yet again I called,
And you wrote.
And I read.
But I was blind...
Your callous words cut deep,
Yet you knew not.
How like a knife they cut -
Pain. More so by a familiar knife.
And I replied,
Hiding behind my words,
Shielded from probing eyes...
How I long to say
What my heart tells me.
But I cross not the barrier.
How I long to ask,
But I fear...
I fear the truth.