an unwanted conversation

moments pass between,
              as your string of lies whell up.
my mind has become blank,
                              and you don't have the decency to tell me-

"what is really going on?"

we dance around each other with words,
                your own biting at me.
                                why don't you
tell the truth.
                their words plague my dreams,
                                      and my blood boils
as we seper
                      ate.
            this eats me from within,
                                              i tense
                          hearing
unseen whispers between past
                        and present
                                          you take them into your heart
                                                                as you press mine against the cement.






you cut in front,
      eager to prove your point.
i lose patience,
                      you don’t have time to listen-
                                                  “you’re wrong.”
my mistakes feed your imagination
                    it’s not as bad as you seem to believe-
but we dis
                    connect
                i’m the one at fault.
                              your blood hits the carpet
as i finally give up
              explaining.