Estranged

Show some sign of missing,
Eyes buried in the ground,
As not to miss a step,
But where is your heart?

Does it lie beside mine?
Barely pulsing with life,
Cut off from existence,
In hopes this pain will end?

Is it fear or shame,
You cast at your feet as you walk?
Maybe both,
Only you know for sure.

But your lips are as silent,
As the eyes you hide from me,
We have become strangers,
Walking in a land full of stinging memories.

Pictures we try to erase,
In places we try not to remember,
Because it is easier to forget,
Though truly, we never will.