Talk to me

 My previous life

It was filled with

silence and dismissal

Ignored and disappeared on

For hours

Days

Weeks

Months

In my previous life

I was often

left alone in the dark

With no answers nor explanation

On what was really going on

In my previous life

My voice meant nothing

Up to a point where

Speechless

Becomes

Hopeless

And somewhere

along the way

That life of silence

turned into a life of lies

If silence could kill

I would have died

Many, 

many times

Already

So listen,

I certainly don't need

Another lifetime

of ghosting

and stonewalling

So

Talk to me

Or get lost