MY WALLS ONLY HEAR MY SILENCE.

Cold in summer,
Scalp to toe nail,
To all extremities.
A hell.

Loud and active,
Busy is the city outside,
But silence has engulfed like a storm.

Darkness in day,
Deep and intense within my walls,
But sleep is out somewhere,
The disaster.

The air so thin,
Yet iced, it's hard to breath.
It's only my pen and walls that see me.

‪#‎ to all lonely days that's hard to digest.