The Stain of Silence

You stole my voice,

smothered it silent,

reaching deep within me

to strangle it dead.

This you-caused stain

seeps deep, over and around

the broken pieces within,

keeping the flatline alive

and soaking sinking deeper

with every promptly delivered

broken promise

and veil of invisibility

that you forcefully drape over me

and that only serves to fan and set

this stain.

 

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