Open Mind Closed Lips

I might have given up when it comes to trying not to feel it

But I will not say it out loud

I will not write it in a letter

I will not type the 7 letters

More deadly than the sins

I know you’re not fighting either

Trust me I can see it

I can read between the lines

Because I can read you like a book

Because parallel brain waves

I will not say it aloud

I will not write it down

I will not type it out

Until you do

Discomfort

A nervous glance from nervous eyes

We fidget like a pigeon sitting

On the same ledge for too long

No names the silence growing

Tense discomfort not to mention

Cold in fingertips are they shaking

With nerves or shivers

No one can say for sure

No one will say at all

Silence growing on us like a rash

But don’t scratch don’t shatter

Silence let the tension grow

Because that is what matters