MY SCREAMS

My screams were drowning out your thoughts, you said.
My screams were drowning out your thoughts.
The pain lines etched into the skin around my eyes
and in my cheeks
did not matter to you.
My screams were drowning out your thoughts
I begged
and cried tears
to seek your sympathy
that you might end inflicting pain on me,
But my screams were drowning out your thoughts, you said.

Epilogue:
I wept and retreated into a hole,
but when I came out and said your name,
my screams were drowning out your thoughts, you said.
But I had not screamed,
I had only meekly called your name.