Silent cry

Silent cry
from just one lie
you, yourself, most important
awaiting to be full-filled again
tossing and turning
sheets wet from body sweat
dreams of screams
white light from the darkest hole
reaches out to touch my soul
you say you love me
but you don't really see me
a friend, companion or possibly just company
so many women have lied to you
trusting me is impossible
rules and what true
is it because you just don't want to be alone?
who am I to you?
do you love as a friend?
compassions run dry
passionate moments I desire
I love you, your eyes that have lit me on fire
you don't see me as I am
the woman to you
am I being played for a fool?
too many questions
never any answers
one minute you want me,
the next I need to fly away
until questions get answered
I'll just sit here and cry

I know this sounds dumb, I am working on it...;)

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