I gazed into the darkness and howled


















My lungs ached but, I could not stop.



















Someone had to hear me, my voice rang out alone in the night











Darkness and silence blanketed the city.



















Only my bark broke through the sound of nothingness













Alone with the echoes of myself.
Everyone had left and dark storm clouds had swept in to take their places










The hammering force of the wind had beaten the home into submission.








Water seeped into the home's foundation soaking its essence with the storm








My voice filled with the anger and pain of being forgotten.












What am I to do? Where am I to go? Nothing remained but panic and confusion











Alone with the echoes of myself.
My throat thick with thirst and stomach filled by hunger












The remains of myself pushed out bark after bark to defend from the quiet.









Silence had taken hold of the world, silence had become the enemy in my shrunken life




The savior rose from the window abruptly overthrowing the reign of silence.







With him came unwavering compassion and a promise to return











Alone with the echoes of myself and him.


Each day with sustenance in one hand, and hope in the other, the savior rose









He had spread his message throughout the flooded streets gathering numerous disciples.












Helping those he could, helping those who the outside chaos had hurt the most








Our eyes met each day and he reassured me.


















"Every day I come, same time. Don't worry."(Eggers,147)












Alone with the echoes of myself and him.
Soon the savior stopped appearing






















His desertion crushed my beliefs and the reign of silence began anew.































It struck me like a bullet to the back of the head



















He had left like all the others, but at least I had seen the hope.

















Deserters had blinded countless of my kind before hope or despair had come into sight




























Alone with the echoes of myself.
So much time has passed and soon I will follow















Death entered the room before I even left.


















The smell so pungent I did not even realize its source















My eyes have closed and my voice has vanished.


















Done with the all the hellish waiting




















Alone with the echoes of myself.