Run, the wind whispered

Faster, the leaves shuffled

Fall, shoved the trees

Down

A shell laid for all to see

A door only for me not you

A barrier transparent to all

The sea rising by each slosh of waves

Rise, fall, rise, fall

Pant, heave, shudder, tremble

Endure the present 

For it is only temporary

She tells herself

Screams build

The door shudders

Glass shatters

Tinkling on the floor

My hands, they shake

Out or stay

A decision laid out for me

A calm blanket comes over me

Blank, White, Peace

A life without sound

Screams build

The white embrace shattered

Out, I have decided

The door shudders

A mere knob 

Pure violence awaits

Twist, step, breathe

Illuminated

A still life painting for me

Hands outstretched, a boy crouched in fear

A woman hands outspread

A man advancing with his hands

An onlooker, calm and protected

A witness to a film

A child with her doll

Stop she screams

Unheard

Curled up in bed

New reality blooms in her mind

A sea of flowers and calm

Soon, soon

Grown, matured, aware

A twist, the door swings open silently

I step out

The still life painting worn, creased

But it hangs on

A leech on my skin

Screams muted

Fists swinging

But the blanket is ready for me

I stand witness

Unfeeling, muted, uninvolved

As the still life painting comes to life again

It was never soon was it

The peace I'd never get

Still I yearn for it

Some day