In The Silence

I scream into the silence,

A piercing roar into the silence,

Jolt of pain into the silence.

Silence.


I crindge into the stillness,

A shudder of neausea in the stillness,

Washing uncleanness in the stillness.

Stillness.


I search for it in the moment,

A way of revenge in the moment,

Brandishing a revolver in the moment.

Moment.


I am unseen in the darkness,

A jug of water broken in the darkness,

Ripping and tearing the mattress in the darkness.

Darkness