Silence is the cruelest weapon
You teach her to swallow back tears
Master the art of snide and contempt
Fight fire with fire, burn for burn.
Tell me, how long will it take to unlearn
All the hate she festers within, all the hurt?
With luck, she’ll dance atop broken glass
Scald the coffin; bury the urn.
Forget the blades of your selfish lies
Forget the nights of sleepless cries
Forget the cold hands that carried her head
Forget the trust you never had.
Silence was the home you raised her in
Queen of suppressed anger and sin.