I Spoke With Chaos Today

Hello.
How are you?
Bombardment.

Our lines of communication so blurred by this blazing sound.
All thoughts of sympathy lost in translation.

A helping hand
Slapped on the wrist
By its own impossible hopes for change.

Walking in a circle,
Drowning in these empty words.
Choking on resentment.
Conscience squealing.
Over-stimulation.

I close my eyes
but your written words ablaze
burn themselves into my memory.

Like acid the constant complaint
eats away at my sensitivity.

All senses blocked from this downward spiral.
I brake.
Anger pulses through my veins
A dam of rage
Broken.

This untamed ferocity,
prepared to pounce
shredding anything in its way.

Then suddenly...

Silence.