All bottled up
Manipulated,
Cut and bruised
Calculated, so un-cool
This noisy silence to forebear
Nothing let loose, even
Not a word of agreement
Caught up in trusting and mistrusting
Very human, very disturbing
Not any good is this sorry betrayal
No good can this ever be repaired
Atop so unkindly those unspoken words
Or those that purposely may make one go blind
Ruling a bitter separation, in kind!
Or for sakes, untwine
Dushwari