Silent Stars
Written By : Amy Zachow

Here I sit oh so late at night, with the feelings again that some things
just aren’t right.

I sit here gazing out my window to sit and wonder is this something I shall
allow.

Always enjoying looking into the night staring at all the lovely stars;
But yet I manage to think of all of my life scars.

I wonder yet again what I have done wrong.
I try to think- why is it always so very hard for us to get along?
For my kids I shall remain strong.

At night when everyone is deep in sleep, I can’t help it but shed some
lonely tears.
Then again could just be tears about oh so many fears.

To be blue to sit back and just look what we have become.
Now the real question is this something we can overcome or am I to start
thinking what will be the outcome.

The acts of pure silence just don’t make any sense.

The silent treatment is something that is becoming something frequent.
These acts of silence for days on end are just not something that anyone
would call decent.

The game of silence is something that a child would play.
This isn’t something grown adults should play.

For these actions I remain to keep my loneliness to myself.
Don’t blame me on this as for you forced this upon yourself.

 
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