LIPS are Silent

How many days did you say those words,
Thrown freely like so many un-caged birds;
You always knew how to say what you thought,
So that I would understand the situation not;
You lied, you took, and baited at leisure,
Your mesmerizing words nearly drove me to seizure;
I thought I knew you so,
Yet for no known reason you let me go;
That was one thing I never expected,
I was stupid enough to leave myself unprotected;
My heart, you stole from my very chest,
I wonder of how you will treat the rest;
You took, you stole, what never should have been yours,
You ravenously tore me apart, like a hoard of oh so many boars;
Yet still you allow yourself of our future to think,
While I stand on that uncomfortable brink;
The brink of holding on, and of letting go,
Looking into a set of headlights like a frightened doe;
Confused and stunned, I can not wander,
The words which you speak make me ponder;
How ominous, the words you speak,
So strong, among the many weak;
All my hopes and dreams once fell away,
Death appealed to me every day;
I could not be weak, despite my need,
In my life, I could not allow pain to impede;
You were the cause of all the pain I felt,
To your new enticing words, I can not allow myself to melt;
And now, at this point, I must stay strong,
Keep fighting through days short, and days long;
You tell me you are more happy now.