Brutal torment

Empty rooms, hollow and dark,
shrilling ache, uncovering rage.
All tranquil thoughts gone,
just the unpleasant mist of hate.
As the sun retires
and bows for the night,
my fears are unleashed.
I scream into the chaotic darkness,
my sound is muted.
I want to conceal,
my being is fading.
My own innate,
choking on your words
of eternal bitterness.
Soul of torment
needs serene silence and horizons clear.
You subdue me, I succumb.
All life strangled out of the body,
brutal shiver, my mentality gone.