screams

Do you hear it?

The soul destroying, terror inducing screams.

They seem to fade, but then come back with such a force it tries to knock you off your feet.

I try to dodge between the buildings, so I can figure out where they are coming from.

But I always get turned around due to the screaming coming from the opposite direct, and suddenly sounding like it’s right behind me.

If my tormentor could smell fear, my stench would be a line directly to my being.

I’ve tried covering my ears, putting things inside of them, and there’s only one possible thing left to do.

I stabbed the branch into my ear repeatedly, blood flowing like a river, but the screams haven’t subsided yet.

Harder and faster I go, yet they won’t quiet down.

The feeling of someone yanking the branch from my hands causes me to open my eyes.

Fear, torment, and worry fills the woman’s eyes as she hold the foreign object I used to take away my hearing.

That’s when it finally makes sense….

All this time I’d been hearing my own screams of despair.

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