...Speak... Poem by Deyanira Yari Rodriguez

You say that you love me,
that you really care,
but how would i know,
you're never really there,
things get so hard,
i break down and cry,
and even when you hear me,
all you do is sigh,
you're tired of this life,
this life with me,
you say you get mad,
because i don't speak,
but that's only because,
i want you to see,
so open your eyes,
and just look at me,
words don't mean nothing,
they beat around the bush,
yet when i try to show you,
things start to turn to mush,
there you go,
turning away,
not even acknowledging,
that i had something to say,
i'm growing tired of these games,
my patience is wearing thin,
so just turn around,
its about time i get it in,
these unspoken words,
they lie within me,
there's a lock on my heart,
but you've got the key,
all you gotta do is go in,
and take a quick peek,
now look at your eyes,
you knew it was there,
you knew who i loved,
and that i did care,
so now let me have a go,
and ask the real question,
...'Where is your love; was it ever really there? '...