Talk To me

Talk to me...
dont turn away from me
like a dying ember from the flames...
Cant You see that
my heart is spilling over
like an open book and all the words
that got lost in translation are
screaming at you...
my heart is bleeding...
for you.
Talk to me
because life is short
and the chances to Love
are even shorter...as I stand
Mid way through my Life...
fighting the streams of strife
All the while still fighting
for this tangible thing called happiness
and I want to share it..fleeting
as it is with you...and
No one else.So Please
Talk to me...
Let me know that my plea..
my passion...and need
has not fallen upon deaf ears
That  only seem to be fine tuned
to my tears...maybe...
You like to see me ache with angst
As I am forced to stifle
My feelings down my throat
Like Big Bob in a hot dog
eating contest.
So tell me...
What prize have I won...
Is there a Big Blue Ribbon
Hanging in the Halls of Destiny
With my name on it...
I need ... to know.
IS this some game to you...
and if so ...
You must be winning
because I still dont know
how you feel
and getting you to talk is
like trying to peel an
orange with Leather skin...
I am winded at the effort
I have broken my spiritual nails
on you...trying to pry
you open just to get a glimpse
Of the possibility...of Love...
Please...
Just ...Talk to Me...
because I can not bare your silence
as it leaves my soul permanently
stained...with rejection
Perhaphs...My answers
Lay in the hollow of your silence
Perhaps...
your Silence...has been
My answer
All along.