Colder Side of Hell

I don’t want this silence anymore

No, it is deafening and pleading

I can taste the stale rage

And feel the power of madness in you

No, this silence is looming;

I feel shut in a closed room

With only blank walls

Silent –

And spreading its thin

Humorless smile all across the ceiling.

No, I don’t want this silence anymore

The heat of your rage subdues mine

And the steely silence of yours

Makes me feel

Like I am right now

Standing in the colder side of hell.

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