Water

They say still waters run deep 

But it is my experience that they aren't quiet by choice 

In truth they have water up to the throat 

And underneath the surface they're struggling to stay afloat 

But they can't call out for help

They're too scared to make waves

The last time that happened they were pushed under 

And dragged only further away from being saved

So they suffer in silence 

As a flood of soundless tears streams across their face

Only adding to the deep waters that are slowly drowning them

They quietly resign themselves to their lonely fate