Silent Violence Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Why do you sit in your silent violence?
Containing your anger,
And acceptance of grief?
Do you think anyone cares,
You suffer from an agony.
That may be theirs but on your heart,
It can be clearly seen.
Victimizing to demean.
Kept screened and yet witnessed.

As you lock yourself away in darkness,
Hoping to rock the night...
Into an unforgiving shadow.
Keeping a screaming voice within,
Unnoticed. Unheard...
Feeding upon your emotions.
Until the dawn most anticipate,
Finds your face etched in madness.
And your quivering lips,
Left to mumble an anguish that sits...
With a visit you wish to keep from departure.