Stillness broken by the sounds that save my quiet soul. It has no hold on me. Ever trying to escape. I get lost in the depth of my body banging on each surface wishing I knew the way out.
The darkness is welcoming when it comes in the end with flits of momentary light flashing before my tired eyes. They sag and weep yet yell joyous proclamations at the rest of the world. If only they could hear the screaming that hides beneath this skin. Softness hides below the surface of this tough exterior, painted with strong resentful eyes. You will not find a more powerful field that covers a soul such as mine.
Look closely. For this will be your only opportunity. The eyes only pause for long enough to let you know what you have awakened.