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Noise


Everyday started the same

I was awoken by the sound of him

 slurping the poison that sparked his rage

 

It was so early;

no birds sang

and no crickets chirped

 

He chugged then stomped

Till he was pounding on my door

His voice demanded his entry

 

I stuffed my ears with my fingers

attempting to drown out his slurred words

But the door still squeaked

 

 and he screamed and shouted, raising his fists

They thudded and smacked,

cries escaped my lips

 

He yelled so loud the house rumbled and vibrated its bones

I pleaded for him to finish,

but he only stopped when my noise ended and my body went limp

 

I grabbed my rope

and headed for the woods,

ready to mute this unfair world

 

I focused on the crunch of the leaves with every step

And the wheeze of my lungs with every breath

The rope whipped and tightened around a sturdy branch

 

One more step and I was to be noiseless evermore

Then I heard a whisper,

at first quiet in the wind

 

Then it grew louder and stunned my mind

It was an angel,

who sang a song sweeter than any Siren

 

My ears bled and my eyes wept

I took a stride, ready to follow the angel

But with a quick slip, and a loud snap

 

My world has been silenced forever

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