The Quiet

It’s too quiet in here… and it's that quiet she fears Alone in the darkness, turning sick Dread starts to devour her thick Stillness of the shadows mocking All oxygen seems to leave the room Senses in tuned, she knows he’s close Feels him before she can see him move It’s too quiet in here… and it's that quiet she fears All promises that things will be different Any hope of escape lost in the silence The secret of the heat, breath on her neck Sour stink and sweat envelope young skin Eyes closed tight, she swallows back the tears Dares not scream, knowing the trouble therein It’s too quiet in here… and it's that quiet she fears Only minutes it may last The demon, he makes it fast But it might as well be More than forever, an eternity For the scars are made, they still remain Eating away, taking a little more each day From a soul once so pure, so beautifully bright Fading soundless, mute into the darkness of night It’s too quiet in here… and it's that quiet she fears Left alone with her thoughts Fears turn to shame, too soon turn to blame Again resolve makes it home A more familiar one, it’s never known Won’t let it happen again, no never again She won’t let him near her, won’t let him in Whatever it takes, there must be away A safe place, somewhere else she can stay It’s too quiet in here… and it's that quiet she fears But all resolve starts to crumble Gives way to hopelessness and doubt As cold fear makes its claim Her life, such like a prison She cries out, but no one’s there to listen Nowhere to turn, not a place she can go Left to wait out her sentence Empty and huddled, trying to hide in the despair Lost in the quiet, he always seems to find her there It’s too quiet… Stop the violence, no more silence