~World War III~

Your eyes are closed
But I feel their stare,
Penetrating silence
Makes me more aware.

I close my eyes
To stop the pain,
I reach for you
But it's not the same.

Your body is tense
You roll away
To block me out,
But you stay.

The room is filled with hate
Things left unsaid,
Like you've gone
And left me for dead.

But you're there
Right beside me,
But I don't say a word
Please let me free.
-AR Broadley

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