The Quiet

It moves within me

like a serrated blade

Clawing its way

out of my lungs

into my throat

and it lives

through my screams

 

Mouth Agape

A hollow voice

As I beg

to be heard

Though I cannot

make a sound

through my screams

 

The Quiet

in your bed

As the darkness

lies on your head

Smothering

the screams

only you can hear

 

The Echoing

is deafening

If you listen

you can hear

shhh…

it comes near

 

 

The Quiet

 

 

 

It’s here

 

 

 

-Copyright: Jennifer K Fuka, 2019

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