I push everyone away

And accept my fruitful agony.

Thorns wrap around my lips,

Piercing them red.

Silence was a priceless gift—

Only pain I had to pay.

No more will I spur thoughtful words

That skip your ears.

No longer will I confess my love,

Which you so deniably refuse—

Silence was a priceless gift.

My emotions will be held on a leash.

No more fits of rage

Or regretful words will be spoken.

I will be silent—

Silence is a priceless gift.