You just don't know
how deep words can pierce,
how harsh they hit me.
You are oblivious,
to what I hear,
huddled in the corners,
as you share your work,
with those who I care about.
Slowly, and silently
those words kill off those that
I do have left.
And now,
as I lay here alone.
your words echo through
the corners of my mind.
But my tears
and the silence
are the only things heard now.