I fear your words

Those monotone eyes
Say nothing wise

But

The curve on your lip
And
The grip of your fist
Keep me in fear of what's to come next

If I could go back
And warn her

I would say

Speak out you will not
For your opinions do not matter
Your lips may move
But only for his pleasure
You will see no rainbows
You will hear no angels

You will only *fear