My Silence

This is my silence. After all these years Of fighting the fight Instead of living my life Of blazing my way Instead of blindly following Of facing myself And not liking what I see And killing myself to change All those things And not holding anyone accountable For the help they gave In breaking me down While I tried To build them up, Of chance after chance I offered While staring at the backs of those I offered it to… This is my silence. Because nothing more can be said Than what I convey Standing here Still alive Still breathing Or when I turn and walk away.