Unspoken thoughts.
They haunt my breath.
This dehydration of words is blistering between my teeth,
but i do not wish to harm you, my love.

A smile cracks from the side of my lip;
Manipulated, misunderstood,
you do not embrace me.
Striving to be sane, you torment my mind, my love.

I'll create an image for you.
A false face of untrue form, and a figure you can scrutinize.
But none of this will makeup for what you've done, my love.

These unspoken thoughts,
saturated emotions.
I'll pretend to be unharmed,
just for you, my love.