Left Out.

His eyes reflected obscurity,
His glare breeds hatred,
His silence grew louder,
and the silence is unknown.

He shows he loves to be alone,
But no one knows,
He longs for some company,
A friend, a lover,
Someone who could understand him and talk to him,
Read his poetry
and comfort him,
Just like the darkness does so well.

He stays among the shadows
To hide his well of strength,
His trust is so confined,
And paranoid of being abandoned once again.

His eyes reflected obscurity,
His glare breeds hatred,
His silence grows louder,
And the answer is unknown.

Silence is his greatest weapon,
Yet his greatest weakness,
If only someone understood,
The silent answer he's looking for.