Untitled Confusion(work in progress)

Don't,
shut you out
leave you cold
to the anger
sorrow
stories,
never told.
Don't,
leave you hanging
wondering why
to the pain,
they harbour
was it you
what did,
you say?
something,
you did
or didn't do?
Don't,
turn
the other cheek

but leave you ,
instead
with an empty face,
in a broken frame
can you go back
when it's clear
that it's not,
the same?
Don't,
toss it away
with a casual
silence,
cruel.
True friends,
Don't.
Chrissie 03.23.05