Speak,
Open those closed lips,
Tell the words you’ve swallowed.
Take the knife out,
Place within this chest of mine,
Looking into this eyes,
Seeing the man you’ve destroyed.
Twisting the handle,
Hearing muscle rip,
Just a tale of lies.
Separating meat from bone,
Decaying friendship’s bond.
Leaving the reaper to condemn,
Playing judge and jury,
Siding woes of cowardly deeds.

Sewing steel upon a soul,
Restraints delaying aggression,
Searing vessels as blood flows.
Vertebra severed paralyzing motions,
Joining thoughts leaving with you.
Memories inflamed by this.
So speak,
Come on,
State the blame inside.
Telling me who I am,
An asshole,
A wolf in sheep’s clothing,
Walking shadows of deceit,
Thinking of nothing but myself.
Losing the battle with sanity,
Sipping false love in larger doses.
Since upon darken summer hazes,
Walking mazes of misspoken rage,
I explain to strangers the dagger’s point.
Asking you to fucking speak.

Again I say,
Speak,
Speak of my betrayel,
Watching the blood collect.
Forgetting the times we laughed,
Hung by misery’s hand,
Choosing sides among the brush,
Ending lines okaying thoughts of summer time.
Finally you speak,
Awaiting the back of conversation,
Though life has moved,
Making your pleas upon deaf ears.