The Predicament

Ok...going out on a limb here, I wrote this some years back and found it tonight and thought it might
be worth posting....Am I the only one who has ever felt this way?

                              The Predicament

i cry transparent droplets
and scream without a sound
and whisper to break the silence
of your intimidating rage

and all the while
without my even trying
my ways bring your rebuke
so i wither from your judgment
in my imaginary cage

but the me is getting smaller
and the you is getting larger
and soon i am afraid
i'll completely disappear

 all the while.....
your voice is getting louder
while mine is getting softer
and it's making it so neither one
of us can hear.