This poem is for WordPress Weekly Challenge.
It was night and I stood there waiting in silence,
Under the tree by the brook,
For you to come and free me, hence
From the silence of the crook .
But you did not come,
And I waited for hours
The silence consumed me.
And left many scars.
But I did not give up, oh god
For I trusted you will come,
And break the silence with a nod,
But you did not, you were done .
I gave up, I had to
And the silence still exists,
But about you, I don’t have a clue,
Your image is in a mist.
The silence has now taken your place,
For you, betrayed me,
You did not break the silence,
But the silence broke me.