Silence

Claustrophobia

Wide open spacious spaces all around,

No cluttering closed in confines.

Freedom of movement to abound,

Overflow and preserve what defines.

Freedom of constricting fear,

No closing in of confining walls.

No dread of looking queer,

If the unexpected on me befalls.

Yet, no matter how careful,

People invade my space!

Too intimate contact is quite dreadful,

When you get right up in my face!

Worst of all are the tormentors,

Who use the knowledge of my trepidation,

To become my personnel persecutors,

Who treble my consternation!

Lock me within restrictive confines,

Drawing pleasure from my suffering,

As the beast within me dines,

Waiting for the irrevocable releasing.

All have nightmares buried deep within,

I locked mine within claustrophobia,

The balance between my yang and yin,

My own true intimate phobia!

Seclude me not within gaols of confinement,

The brute creature breaks at its jail.

Screaming, raging frothing, lusting defilement!

This sea you wish to not sail!

Yet their perverse sense of pleasure,

To dominate, humiliate, to hide their inadequacy,

Propels them on a destructive path for sure,

To eventual oblivion through delinquency!

They release me from my persecution,

Laugh, leer, make jest of my fear!

Head down, the fiend takes his station,

I shed a single lone tear.

They mistake it for what it is!

Their boisterous laughter surges!

The subtle change they miss,

As I mutter their pathetic dirges!

Feral growl escapes my throat,

As I lunge for the first,

Tearing, ripping, spraying blood to coat!

I need to quench the hunger of my thirst!

Stench of fear, as I sow mayhem,

I hunt them down where they flee,

Nowhere is safe for them,

Their punishment I mete out for free!

I am lost to this carnage,

I let the maddened beast feed,

I am locked away from its rage,

Protected from its uncontrolled rage of need.

They find me rolling in the blood,

Soaking up their red essence,

Grown men cry tears like a flood,

The horrors will never evanescence!

I show the world what was hidden,

Deep within my tortured, demented soul!

Lesson to be learnt, leave what is unbidden,

Normally it is most foul!

Now I am locked up within my mind,

While the beast gloats in straight white,

Bouncing off padded walls defined,

For me never to see the light.