Do you hear me calling
do you even care
do you even care
Do you see my teardrops
do you even dare
Do you taste the sorrow
like a long forgotten pear
Do you feel the pain I feel
with your vacant stare
Do you smell the rotting
of that which is not there
Do you even want to know
the pain that we all wear
Can you hear us talking
in the silence that we bear
Can you understand us
with your cold and empty stare
Can you ever deem to love us
do we even have a prayer
Can you walk beside me
And look without your glare
Can you reach your hand to touch us
is our touch too much to bear
Can you stop to hear us
we all have so much to share
Clandestine Writing... 
Wonderful poem!
🙂 thank you