Untamed

She learnt to

read a room.

Feel the energy

and know whether it was going

to be a day of singing

or a day

of quiet and not speaking.

xxx

You would stare out the window,

stare all day,

not at anything

but everything.

No emotions.

She knew those were the days to be quiet.

xxx

Not to ask anything

for fear of making you cry.

Most of the time

you just didn’t answer.

xxx

The days you just stayed in bed.

Crying.

She didn’t disturb you those days.

Just left you crying

because you didn’t want to do 

anything else.

xxx

She hated those days.

xxx

Growing older,

she would still wonder

what was in store?

xxx

The day she needed you,

you had a new man.

Dreams had been ripped apart,

she was crying.

You weren’t there.

You were with him and wouldn’t speak.

xxx

She kept her silence,

again.

xxx

Now she deals in quiet.

No speaking when upset,

or down,

or sinking.

She keeps it to herself.

Has always kept it to herself.