When pain stops,

Silence slips out,

The noise stops

and the stares creep out

You're looked at

as if foreign

fear reaps out

while the chaos rips through

The quietest of noises, sounding

of thunder clashes, and as the

thunder continues even

when it's yours, the rain

drops fall and your eyes

begin to turn, pain into sorrow as your life's

road begins to narrow.