The words unspoken

The words unspoken are relentless
They play tricks with the heart and the mind
Sometimes cruel, sometimes kind

I hold on to a memory
A distant memory
A memory filled with promises

Promises of Life
Of what Life can be
Of what Life should be
Of what I want Life to be

If actions speak louder than words
How is it when there is nothing ?
Neither the actions nor the words

Every time I want it broken
It grows and I let it
I'm tired, so I let it

I hold myself back and ask
What is it that only I can see?
Why is it so strong?

The words unspoken
When they are said
Will they break my heart
Or bring me back from the living dead.