Choices....

A spark in my nerves, a thought in my brain
I may choose to talk, or I wait for it to be read


Its then, when I say "I don't care" too many times
that I care the most, and all of it is left unsaid.
scared of a frowned face and a bruised heartbeat,
comes out a comment on the weather, instead.

If I take you for granted,when I dare to share
minutes will shrink to seconds, I'll jump ahead.
I may not even notice that you are not smiling
already lost, we both are once again misled.

Now, its up to you to listen and see,
crossroads to somewhere, voice and depths of silence
or a road to nowhere, noise and heights of words.
You are exactly where I was, Its your turn now.

A spark in your nerves, a thought in your brain
You may choose to talk, or You can wait for it to be read.