fuckin lump it

silently i cry
my own sort of tears
the kinda that arent seen
nor heard
the kind i wish
you'd dry from my cheeks
the kind you cried
against my chest
sliently i curse
the letter i wrote
the things we said
the love i cant kill
silently i love you
im not allowed to
but i do
in all the ways i shouldnt
in all the ways i do
silently i write
poems with no readers
words i want to kiss into you
feelings i want to share
silently i wait
for a time that will not come
a time when the angers gone
a time you admit 
you cant live without me
silent i am
about most everything
silence is all that counts with you
not to breathe the heartbeat
to tell what we had
most incredible
most true feelings
silent like the graves
the bodies we were
burn in hell
cold in comparison
to the heat we created
silent in their torture
a thick dust covers them
in the airless tomb
no heartbeat echoes
no silence broken
it is most certain death
most cold and unfeeling
death in definition
and my soul
eternal soul
bleeds on and on
cursed eternal
it cannot die
but it walks towards death
in nonmoving fashion
silent steps
starving, parched
undying but already dead
thought as companion
o torturous thought
if the mind would rot
let still the images
the smells and touches
o the touches
silent now
like your voice of reason
the love in your voice
still resonates
cruelly shaking heart strings
that long since have hardened
silently starved through lack of kiss
whats in a kiss?
food for the soul
walking towards the dark
surrounded
cloaked in thick murky silence
silence hurts the ears
just try it - sit in a room
silent
not one sound
imagine this sound
for your soul
your body
you love
silent am i
tortured am i
greeted with open arms
two choices
like it or lump it
fuckin lump it
this blows