my mouth is closed, but you hear
every word that isnt said, no noise
just the quite that deafens you.

I hit you with out even touching,
you reel back unable to take the
hit your laid on the floor but with out
a fist or body contact it is your guilt
that knocks you back.

I walk away you chase after me with
words, but you dont move, as I move
further away your voice just an echo
now run out of breath, left behind.

I dont even look back to if your there,
you choose what you wanted and like
your voice I'm leaving you back there.