Confounded

Yet again I am not confounded by your lack of reply.
Those have been your rules these days, deny deny deny.

I push you closer to that wall
your response; stall stall stall.

As I lay waiting trapped in your crystal ball,
slipping on it's insides, I fall I fall I fall.

The ice we tread is wearing thing
the relationship I opened is now nothing...but dim.

Live your life of glory, and lie lie lie,
I will wait unconscious for the lack of your reply.