The unspoken word or the lack of it
In silence, you fail to find peace
It breaks you down by its stubborness
Piece by piece
Like a word here, another there
That doesn't a conversation make
Familiar faces surround you
And yet you wish...you were alone
Far from the deafening silence
Arriving after the last attempt forlorn
Your desire to express long forgone
It's awkward the way it makes you feel
Eyes wandering elsewhere, lips sealed
Hearts enstranged, farther than miles
Stolen eyes and pretentious smiles
Silence that is yet to be broken
Like a mystery that is waiting to be revealed
Like a land unexplored
Like a face underneath the veil
Like a life yet to be born
Every conversation dies in silence
But you pray it also begins after one