The Sound Of Silence

In the shadows of your words, I silently screamed,

My heart shattered into a million pieces, unseen.

I poured my soul into loving you, with every fiber and every breath,

But you, my love, were tone-deaf to the silent language of my death.

Your lips spoke of love, a cacophony of empty claims,

As I, in silence, suffered, my heart bleeding with unspoken pains.

You said "I love you" with a fervor that left me cold,

For in your words, I heard only echoes of a love that grew old.

I wept in silence, my tears falling like autumn's rain,

As you, my love, remained oblivious, forever lost in your own refrain.

You couldn't hear my heartbeat, the love I held inside,

Too caught up in your own voice, you couldn't be my safe haven, my guide.

I died a little each day, my soul withering like a flower,

As you, my love, continued to speak, never once hearing my silent hour.

I was a ghost in your world, invisible and unheard,

A silent scream in the darkness, my love for you forever blurred.

Now, I'm left with just these tears, a reminder of the love I gave,

A silent testament to the heart that I once had, now but a grave.

Your words, they echo still, a haunting reminder of what could never be,

A bittersweet melody that plays on, a requiem for the love that died in me.