Sing Silently

This is my voice--when you hear
It, you see red. Echoing blood, so
It can be heard. Calming all fear,
Laughing above--bleeding below

Nothing sacred. Nothing lives here.
Making you feel scared. Hiding
Your pain. Crying--one big tear.
This is my stare--slowly abiding

Time. And distance. All will soon
Be the way it should be--now
Not later. Waiting is a painful tune
I used to sing silently then bow.