Sifting slowly through
the mired yuck,
my feeble self
trembles
at the thought of
living.

Behind the walls
in another world,
screams go unheard,
pain goes unnoticed,
and the anger rises
to drown it all
with a final ending.

She doesn’t notice
for it is just another face,
another day,
another week.

What does it matter?

No words have been spoken.
No cries on the phone.
No screams in defense,
No crisis or bother.

And so it goes-

She is fine.
They are fine.
Oh it’s just her.
Oh it’s just them.
She’ll survive.
They’ll survive.
It’s no big deal.

Write away
why don’t you
of oh how fine she is.
But just be warned-
a day will come,
a night will dawn,
and she will be gone…
and we shall be too.

Edited on October 14, 2007 (night of Oct. 13th) and finished editing at 1:02 A.M. Below is the original version by those inside who wrote it:

written on october 13, 2007 (night of Oct. 12th) and finished writing at 1:08am

sifting slowly through
the mired yuck
my feeble self
trembles
at the thought of
living

behind the walls
in another world
screams go unheard
pain goes unnoticed
and the anger rises
to drown it all
with a final ending

she doesn’t notice
they don’t notice
for it is just another face
another day
another week
what does it matter
no words have been spoken
no cries on the phone
no screams in defense
no crisis or bother
and so it goes
she is fine
they are fine
oh it’s just her
oh it’s just them
she’ll survive
they’ll survive
it’s no big deal
write away
why don’t you
of oh how fine she is
but just be warned
a day will come
a night will dawn
and she will be gone
and we shall be too