Muted

Six daggers of piercing silence
Each of them gifts from you
As you glare in hatred at me
And quietly pace the room
I have played the ace again
Expecting you to understand
To bow down in admiration
Expected you to comprehend
But my articulation falls heavy on defended ears
And hatred grows in hidden corners
Drowning out my muted tears

Hiatus

I have been lost
Hidden among the weeds and woes
Looking for my answers sought
Longing for dreams I once forgot
Depression weakens the pull of the moon
In endless darkness I have succumb
A long hiatus simply overdue
Tears my heart away from you