Torment
how can you look to me
are you unable to see
in the quiet you mistake as calm
why do you claim me at peace
never knowing
I do not trust myself to speak
not while the currents of rage and frustration
surge through my body
searching for escape
I feel the heat of torment
the sweat that rests upon my brow
as I stare lifelessly
at the marks my jagged fingernails
make in the palms
of my clenched hands
I suffer alone
in the knowledge
that you are oblivious
to the silent screams
echoing constantly through my head
I beg for understanding
and plead for compassion
can you not see
the fear chained to my soul
For there is darkness about
and it calls me by name
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