Spoken

Tell me I have not spoken
But how would you know
For my voice you were too far away to hear
Uttered in a language you could never see
Tell me..
Have I spoken?
Tell me
Have you stopped walking around blind?
Are you finally ready to hear?
Turning away
Do I have anything more to say?
My legs are ready to run
But all I could utter was goodbye
And maybe good luck
I watch from above
As the world stumbles to leave
And for one second
I just want to step off the main road
Holding nothing
Belonging to nothing
But the darkness