I hear the screams of profanity in your drunk voice from that night
The beating of your fist against the truck window
My own voice pleading for help
The faint sound of blood dripping onto the hardwood floor from your knuckles
And yet, all you hear is silence
It’s not the Silent Treatment
The tears in my eyes are screaming so loud
But you just can’t hear me
Mar 1, 2022
Mar 1, 2022 at 11:16 PM UTC
I hear the screams of profanity in your drunk voice from that night
The beating of your fist against the truck window
My own voice pleading for help
The faint sound of blood dripping onto the hardwood floor from your knuckles
And yet, all you hear is silence
It’s not the Silent Treatment
The tears in my eyes are screaming so loud
But you just can’t hear me
I didn’t think I would ever be in this situation
