the quiet is unsurmountable
the whispers heard but I ignore them at the sake of my sanity
I silently watch you from the shadows, knowing that the reality eludes you.
You have chosen to bury yourself in martyrdom, looking for pity form those that know not of your duplicity, your deceit to yourself and to others.
I will not open that door again and place my trust in you, because you cannot be trusted with the hearts that were the most open.
I do not wish you ill will, but I wish you gone, till I am strong enough to deal with your abuse yet again.
Sometimes the biggest dragons we run away from are our own children.
There is love, but there is nothing else...sadly.