Silence

This is your fault

Not mine

Ever since what happened

Instead of talking it over 

You decided to shut it out

And not speak about it

You would stare

But not smile

You would whisper to others 

But not to me
To anyone

But me!

Don't worry
I'm not mad

Not anymore

I'll get

-Even-

I glance at you

You don't react

Again

You just stare

Even now

When you're tied to a chair

With blood

Dripping from your face

Still silent?
Another slash might 

Loosen your tongue 

No?

Well

If you have nothing to say

About that event

What's the point in keeping you alive?

Sour?
I'm not sour about what happened

Just

Offended

That's all

But oh well

If you think there's nothing to say about it

I guess

Well I guess this is goodbye

Silence

What good has it done you?