trapped in the silence

 I want to have the last word or maybe the last laugh

why nobody has ever met God

 does it mean he wears a mask when he travels by day

I thought you said you love me, how do we become these strangers 

that stolen pinch you gave me that night,

I'm wondering alone in my thought why you did it

I thought your man will see us 

why is everything fading now

my memories with you is now becoming like an ice break shattered and fractured

I'm sorry, I'm trapped in the silence of my dream

I'm sorry I can't hear the cry of your screaming 

I want to have the last word, 

   to live in your eyes and heart 

in your eyes only 

   to bring light to the dream you feed

Jane Influence

Thank you