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Screaming Silently
Hunched over in the dead of the night
I pray for a quick, painless death tonight.
My insides are crawling, I can't really breathe
Honestly, I don't know what's come over me.
My eyes are half lidded, pistol in my hand
Somehow everything is clouded and distant.
I no longer feel love, only coursing, hot hate,
Spreading itself through my body like a demonic plague.
I lift my gaze up toward the mirror slowly,
I take in the sight of a wrenched girl before me.
Everything I thought I was has changed so violently,
and somehow, no one heard me screaming [so silently]
