In the center of the city,
I scream but no one hears me,
I am alone, and oppressed,
Being strangled by the silence.

Shaking hands and broken glass,
That quivers with the floor.
The hinges rusted on the door,
The leak in the roof grows more and more.
I am trapped.

The window shatters,
And glass finds its way,
Beneath my,

Skin,

In an attempt to ruin,

Me,

Once again.