Your silence is deafening
A great cacophony in my head
Reverberating within the walls
My skull cracks, the pressure is so great
My nails clawing at the pain
Ripping chunks of hair and flesh
Eyes bulging
Blood seeping from ears and nose
A final great explosion brings relief.
Why did you have to go silent
You could have just said “no” in the beginning.
Que Sara Sara 
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