silent outside. restrained voices
and murmur or muffle of sound.
incoherent. beating irregular.
inside. behind the transparent walls,
shutting out the silence, I scream.
Shrieking. Clawing. Gasping.
Glass breaks. Metal crumples.
Concrete crumbles. Water violently sloshes.
Am I really here? Still?
Katina says:
The never-ending meeting eh?
kenn says:
…and 16 hour days into 16 hour weekend days. I want my life back 🙁