Torture Me With Silence

Hello again everyone. It's that time again. Back with another poem. And it feels good to get another one written. It seems like inspiration has been hard to come by as of late. But thankfully, I got inspired today. I had two different ideas that I typed up as fragments in the memo app on my cell phone. And I had the feeling that I was onto something, but i just didn't know what. So when I got home, I had been listening to a song over and over, because it put me in a good mood. The song actually has nothing to do with the subject matter of the poem, but it kept my mood going and helped keep my spirits up. So it was good writing fuel. As for this particular piece, it's called "Torture Me With Silence." And it's partially based on a situation that I am currently in. As always, I took some poetic license and pushed things to another level. But it does stem from a very real place. And the poem boils down to that feeling we've all felt, where you want to hear from one person in particular, but due to circumstances, you don't. And the silence between the two of you feels like torture. So the poem is written from the perspective of a guy who is confessing to a woman that being left in limbo by her is a form of agony, but there is also a small part of him that likes it. But in the end, he only wants to be with her, despite everyone around him telling him that he deserves more than what he has gotten. But anyways, I'll stop rambling now, and let you read it. And thanks in advance for reading this. It means more than you will ever know. And as always, feel free to leave your thoughts in the comment section below.

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"Torture Me With Silence"
2014

The surest form of torture
Is this silence we have shared
For once I've had a taste of you
It can never be compared
To other flavors of the present
Or the aftertastes of past
Proving that there can be a first
But it's strongest taste that lasts
And while I've yet to sample what
I believe will be divine
It hasn't stopped you from lingering
In the corners of my mind
There's a rumor making rounds
I don't know if you've heard
It says you torture me with silence
No, you don't have to say a word
And they claim we've been together
In every way but death
But they still don't know I'd die
Just to finally feel your breath
Girl, your words have been the coal
Inside this imagination's flame
So if there are bridges being burned
Then you surely are to blame
'Cause you may be the thing I want
But there's something that I need
Since there's a masochistic streak
That I just have to feed
So when you're ignoring me
And you're playing hard to get
You should know it's killing me
That I haven't had you yet
And there's a rumor making rounds
I don't know if you've heard
It says you torture me with silence
No, you don't have to say a word
And they claim we've been together
In every way but death
But they still don't know I'd die
Just to finally feel your breath
But another form of torture
That I've discovered, dear
Is enduring the advice
That I have had to hear
They say that I'm too good
Or that you're no good for me
And that I am in a place
That only the truest fool would be
But they will never understand
How good this nothing feels
When I've been numb for years
Beneath a wound that never heals
And there's a rumor making rounds
I don't know if you've heard
It says you torture me with silence
No, you don't have to say a word
And they claim we've been together
In every way but death
But they still don't know I'd die
Just to finally feel your breath
See, anticipation often breeds
Excitement in the mind
And after years of digging deep
There's finally something new to find
And it's the hope you've placed
Right beneath my lust
So as bridges turned to ash
I chose to gladly sift through dust
And as I start to kick it up
I expect you to decide
If there's a part of me
That you would like to feel inside
Then you can take me to the mountaintop
And push me past the peak
'Cause the sounds that we will make
Will replace the need to speak
And I promise that this silence
Will show me many things to learn
So as I beg you not to stop
The world will finish out it's turn
Whether it's hiding from the sun
Or passing judgment from the shade
I know I'm only wanting you
Inside this empty bed I've made
And there's a rumor making rounds
I don't know if you've heard
It says you torture me with silence
No, you don't have to say a word
And they claim we've been together
In every way but death
But they still don't know I'd die
Just to finally feel your breath
Darling, can you say my name
I want to feel it on my skin
'Cause you will never put me out
After the day you let me in
And when all is said and done
I believe you will enjoy
All I've said and done
After my doubts have been destroyed
So no matter what they say
You have nothing left to fear
'Cause the masochist in me
Is still smiling ear to ear
Since your few words have been the coal
In this imagination's flame
And the bridges burning bright
Finally have a soul to blame
And may that smoke become a sign
That I am calling out to you
Waiting for you to come around
And to do that thing you do...