Love warn away with
The passing of each
Trying day.
Words cannot be spoken,
But lay in my throat
Choking.
Anger from misunderstandings
That seems to come
Like labor pains.
Looking away to avoid 
Eye contact;
Hoping thal it will
Inflict more pain.
Communication is a
Lashing with the tongue;
 The intention is to 
Cripple the heart
And castrate the mind.
Remedy is separation.