My Silent Scream

I remember the sight of you
On the street below my window
Bidding your friend, my neighbour, goodbye
You were saying:
“I'd better be going, she's waiting”
At two o'clock in the morning I learned the meaning of aching

If I never knew hate till that moment, I sure learned then
One chance given me that moment, and you'd be dead
Crawled on the floor in agony
As if you put a knife in me
Mouth wide open, all muscles tense and no relief

My silent scream
Never reached your ears

I remember a drunken night
Two or three days before our final words
Rushing home from the nightclub, kissing frantically in the streets
And I'll never know why you were aching to hold me
I remember desperation in your eyes and your trembling hands

And through a thousand moments we shared, this moment shines
An ugly monument of desire that stands no chance
I've been through the pit before
The memory's got me back on the floor
Mouth wide open, all muscles tense and no relief

And my silent scream
Never reached your ears

And I know you still care for me
I can read by your eyes
But any other feeling
Remains unidentified
Did you really understand what you did
To me, or to you?
Or were you ever on the floor in your room too?

My silent scream
Your silent scream
These silent screams
Will no one ever hear