The sound is near deafening
Though not all can hear
I tremble, it pains me
I hold back a tear
Both rumbling and shrill
Like a knife it can pierce
Through both day and night
A timber so fierce
You can’t feel it coming
You’ve no way to know
No way you can reason
Or soften the blow
It can kill a relationship
Dead in its tracks
I’d love to confront it
But no way to attack
The worst part of all
It's neither scream nor a shout -
It’s deafening SILENCE
Once again, frozen out...
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